Fade out. That's it. Yes. That's all. They're dead. And that's all we got. No Mulder. No mytharc. No real plot. No speeches. No possibly meaningful dying words. Nothing. Nada. Zip. I've never been more dissatisfied with the way a plot point has been handled on this show, and that includes "Closure." Not because I'm all up in arms about the Gunmen being cruelly cut down in the prime of their lives (although I think killing characters which are essentially comic relief is really poor thinking, as far as dramatic plotting goes), but because it was just done so poorly. When Buffy died, my mouth hung wide open for, like, three weeks. In this case, I snorted and shrugged and turned off the television. If the quality of this episode is indicative of how the next four episodes are going to turn out, I don't even know what I'll do, because my carpal tunnel just isn't worth it. On the other hand, I think the reappearance of Duchovny will help. Won't it? It will. Won't it?
Although the teaser for next week rocks! Mulder! Screaming about the truth! In prison! Marita! Knoewwwl Roar! Gibson Praise! Whoo! Wow, I'm easy. Just when I think I'm out, they...well, you know that story.