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Of the 4 movies we have seen this sum­mer I’d have to say that I Want To Believe notches in just ahead of Wall-E, a long way down from Iron Man, but miles ahead of Indi­ana Jones. The only rea­sons it did beat out Wall-E was because the last third of that ani­mated flick dis­ap­pointed com­pared to the begin­ning and I’m an X-Files fan from way back. When friends asked at din­ner tonight how we liked it, both Donna and I said, “Go see it if you were a fan of the series.”

It was great to see the old famil­iar faces of Scully and Mul­der together again, but it has been too long. This is the move they should have made a half a decade ago, a year after the series ended it’s TV run. It was def­i­nitely bet­ter than 1998’s Fight the Future which suf­fered from the same mal­ady as the Fire­fly movie, Seren­ity, it was too movie-ish. I Want To Believe was more true to it’s tele­vi­sion roots, it is almost quiet, there were zero explo­sions, nary a gun­shot and the only chase sequence was on foot. But it did include lots of scary moments, a few very squea­mish moments, a “para­nor­mal” plot, some Scul­lyisms and Mul­derisms and just enough tips of hat to the char­ac­ters old famil­iar quirks to make it worth the mati­nee admis­sion price.

There cer­tainly wasn’t a lot of pent up demand to see this movie, like there was for Bat­man, because we went to the first show­ing ever for this the­ater at 11:30 in the morn­ing and there were just 15–20 seats occupied.

The Picasa/Google map of the bike ride home wasn’t as inter­est­ing as I thought it might be, take a LOOK for yourself.