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The X-Files<\/i> shared with Carl Sagan a kind of cosmic loneliness \u2014 an ache for beings from elsewhere to materialize from the sky, to reveal their secret knowledge, so long obscured from us, of how to snatch meaning back from the void. In one episode, our hero, FBI agent Fox Mulder, watches footage of Sagan stating at a NASA symposium<\/a> that \u201cby finding out whether there are civilizations on planets of other stars, we reestablish a meaningful context for ourselves.\u201d Mulder and the protagonist of Sagan\u2019s novel Contact<\/a><\/i> both turn the search for little green men into a personal and professional obsession, to the jeering of their colleagues and the derailing of their careers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But whatever affection for Sagan was built into The X-Files<\/i> went unrequited. In 1996, when the show was near the apex of its cultural influence, Sagan griped in his book The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark<\/a><\/i>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A series called The X Files<\/i>, which pays lip service to skeptical examination of the paranormal, is skewed heavily towards the reality of alien abductions, strange powers and government complicity in covering up just about everything interesting. Almost never does the paranormal claim turn out to be a hoax or a psychological aberration or a misunderstanding of the natural world.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Sagan goes on to complain about the implausibility of the interspecies breeding depicted in Star Trek<\/i>, missing how powerfully it symbolized his own cosmopolitan politics, or willing to ignore it for the sake of pedantry. For the science evangelist, like certain other flavors of moralist, there must be no art in art, only lessons. Even the most passing inaccuracies are direct threats to science, and so to civilization itself. As if in heartsick reply, the X-Files<\/i> episode with the Sagan footage aired a few months after his death, with a teary-eyed Mulder watching it to nurse his despair over the revelation that an apparent alien body he\u2019d recovered was an elaborate hoax.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So maybe Sagan didn\u2019t quite grasp the fictional part of fiction \u2014 but just the same, he might have had a point about The X-Files<\/i>. The show depicted the investigations of Fox Mulder (played by David Duchovny) and Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson), two FBI agents who investigate \u201cunexplained phenomena\u201d under the bureau\u2019s X-Files unit, whose staff consists solely of Mulder until Scully is assigned in the pilot episode to join him. Created by Chris Carter, a television writer and producer looking for his first big break, it debuted on Fox in 1993, and was an immediate hit, popular enough that a film was made while the show was still on the air \u2014 almost unheard of in those days. It was canceled in 2002, and although its reincarnation in a second movie in 2008 went almost unnoticed, it is returning again as a six-episode miniseries in early 2016.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Unlike outright fantasies set in worlds of dragons and unicorns, distant sci-fi futures or galaxies far, far away, episodes of The X-Files<\/i> generally take place in suburban or small-town America, familiar settings that give the show\u2019s phantasmagoria an ambiguous relationship with reality. And where other horror-sci-fi shows like Buffy the Vampire Slayer<\/i> and The Outer Limits<\/i> present themselves as parallel realities, with at most an allegorical relation to our own, The X-Files<\/i> is premised on exploring the kinds of weird phenomena that some people claim are actually going on in our own world today: UFOs and alien abductions, cloak-and-dagger government conspiracies, mutants, demonic possession, strange creatures living in the sewers, poltergeists, telepathy, past-life experiences, cannibal cults, and satanic ritual abuse. In other words, exactly the kind of tabloid fodder, black-helicopter paranoia, and New Age mysticism that irritated Sagan enough to devote significant time and energy to debunking it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One of the show\u2019s central themes involves powerful forces aligning to frustrate the investigation of The Truth \u2014 which, as the tagline from the opening credits reminds us, Is Out There. In many of the show\u2019s so-called \u201cmonster-of-the-week\u201d episodes, we see town elders suppressing evidence and concealing the dark secrets that haunt their seemingly sleepy burgs. Other episodes explore an ongoing \u201cmytharc\u201d storyline, slowly revealing the existence of a shadowy syndicate of men in black dedicated to suppressing public knowledge of the existence of extraterrestrials.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The other major theme is not about the conspiratorial concealment of the truth but about those who refuse to accept it for themselves, even when they see it with their own eyes. Thus the dynamic between Mulder and Scully, the pitting of Mulder\u2019s openness to aliens and goblins against Scully\u2019s hard-nosed empiricism. Between believing in science and believing in spooks, the show says, one stands for open-minded intellectual bravery, the other a cowering behind exhausted dogma \u2014 just not in the way you\u2019ve been told.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A<\/span>s the series opens we are introduced to Fox Mulder. Once a rising star at the FBI Academy and then a genius as an agent, he has become the laughingstock of the bureau. Driven by his quest to find his younger sister, whom he witnessed being abducted when they were children \u2014 by aliens, he believes \u2014 Mulder\u2019s colleagues take him to be squandering his talents on investigating aliens, government conspiracies, and other tinfoil-hat concerns. Mulder is dubbed \u201cSpooky\u201d by his colleagues and dumped in a dusty basement office.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Fox Mulder (David Duchovny) and Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson) in Mulder\u2019s office in the basement of FBI headquarters.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

But he remains an ace sleuth: In bureau meetings on high-profile unsolved cases, Mulder silently lurks in the back of the room until his colleagues\u2019 swagger gives way to head-scratching, at which point he pipes up with an \u201cout-there\u201d theory. All heads turn, and as Mulder goes on he is met with guffaws and eye rolls, until he points to some key details in the physical evidence that everyone else had missed and that defy conventional explanation. A grudging silence falls on the room as Mulder strides out to pursue the lead. In one early episode, smear marks on air vents in a crime scene with no discernible forced entry point turn out to be elongated human fingerprints, as if some humanoid creature had stretched itself to squeeze through the narrow ducts. The marks match a suspect when his fingerprints on file are digitally stretched.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The weight of the skeptical work falls to Dana Scully, a novice agent, forensic pathologist, and M.D. assigned at the behest of shadowy bureau figures to become the second agent on the X-Files beat. Scully understands that her tacit purpose is to debunk Mulder\u2019s work, and resents the assignment, as does Mulder. But Scully, strait-laced and science-minded, can\u2019t help but fill the role.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The show unfolds as a paranormal procedural, a sort of Law & Order: Monster Victims Unit<\/i>. The basic template of an episode varies little: Mulder and Scully are sent to investigate a crime that\u2019s stumped the local police and now the FBI. A higher-up in the bureau, or a fellow agent, grudgingly admits that he can\u2019t provide a conventional explanation, and has heard that Mulder and Scully specialize in \u201cuh … unusua<\/i>l<\/i>\u201d cases.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As the intrepid duo investigates and the bodies pile higher, Mulder soon alights upon a theory, often sauntering over to a dusty filing cabinet to pull out an old X-file in which an FBI predecessor recounted facing just the same mysterious phenomenon decades before. As Mulder advances a theory drawn from folklore, ancient mythology, real but over-baked science, and investigative intuition, Scully flounders for increasingly desperate-sounding conventional explanations, even as she adopts Mulder\u2019s idea as a working hypothesis in order to stop the monster. The beast is caught, killed, or driven away, ending the crisis in whatever backwater it has chosen to do its ghoulish business. As Mulder and Scully drive off into the night, the episode closes with glowing eyes peeking from beneath a sewer. Something has survived.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I<\/span>n good science-fiction tradition, many of the monsters are based on actual scientific ideas, and even serve to elaborately illustrate them: a man who eats cancerous tumors and can regrow amputated appendages is explained through punctuated equilibrium, the theory that evolution happens in rare but momentous shifts; an episode that ventures into Matrix<\/i>-style reality-bending territory invokes hallucinogenic mushrooms and fungi that span entire forests.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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But the role of real science in the show is slippery. As one exasperated scientist moans to Mulder, \u201cyou are taking my legitimate research and basic biological principle, and stretching them both way out of proportion, in an effort to give some kind of validity to an entirely ludicrous theory.\u201d Mulder\u2019s goal, moreover, isn\u2019t only to demonstrate new phenomena or theories, or even, like Copernicus and Einstein, to induce a scientific revolution. His project is to draw on science\u2019s legitimacy in order to explode it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Scully\u2019s dutiful pushback to Mulder reflects their tacit agreement that if proof of the paranormal could ever be secured, science would be unable to accommodate it. Even when Scully finally, absurdly belatedly, comes around to acknowledging what she has seen, she still must bracket it, setting it aside as part of the observable world that is somehow beyond the realm of science. Lecturing to her academy students, she warns, \u201conly after we have exhausted these methods should we leave science behind to consider more\u201d \u2014 here she takes one of her patented apologetic pauses \u2014 \u201cextreme possibilities.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And the supposed world-historical importance of finding evidence for the paranormal was always deeply equivocal. Mulder rails on about it season after season \u2014 This could finally be the <\/i>proof, Scully!, the proof I\u2019ve been looking for my whole life of The Truth about the secret alien invasion, or astral projection, or whatever<\/i>. It\u2019s quite a problem, then, that the men in black or the meddling local authorities almost always abscond at episode\u2019s end with any hard evidence of the monsters, sending Mulder and Scully away without so much as a drop of ectoplasm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But for all Mulder\u2019s raving about the powers who suppress The Truth, the agents have a remarkably short-lived interest in what they do turn up, which is still quite substantial: the occasional ghoulish residue, but also especially the agents\u2019 own documentation, Scully\u2019s countless autopsies, and the testimony of their own eyes in case after case. There\u2019s enough accumulated for it to be peculiar that the agents don\u2019t treat it as a body of work in an emerging science, to be discussed and studied and publicized long after any one case is over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some of this can be chalked up to the demands of storytelling: episodic TV shows need a world that more or less resets with every episode. But, aside from the ongoing government-alien-conspiracy plot, the show never even offers a passing gesture at the need for enduring principles or coherent forces behind these extreme possibilities. There is only a grab bag of weird stuff, no one of which obviously validates any other, much less some entire alternative picture. The paranormal in The X-Files<\/i> is defined by its evasiveness. And <\/i>despite its pretense, the show was not really interested in what a science of the paranormal, to the extent such a thing can be imagined, would actually look like.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A<\/span>s the show\u2019s seasons roll by, the woo-woo stuff mounts and Agent Scully is left with precious little to salvage her materialist commitments \u2014\u201cHelp me find some science that I can hang this on<\/a>,\u201d she pleads in a sixth-season episode. An increasing amount of the skeptical work must be borne by Gillian Anderson: Whenever Scully is called upon to rebut one of Mulder\u2019s just-so-crazy-it-must-be-true theories, an intricate play of condescension, annoyance, frustration, humoring, disbelief, bargaining, denial, and grudging acceptance moves across Anderson\u2019s face in the span of a short moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The imbalance between Mulder and Scully comes to a head in this exchange from late in the sixth season:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Scully: Mulder, can\u2019t you just for once, just for the novelty of it, come up with the simplest explanation, the most logical one, instead of automatically jumping to UFOs or Bigfoot or \u2014<\/p>

Mulder: Scully, in six years, how often have I been wrong? No, seriously, I mean, every time I bring you a new case, we go through this perfunctory dance. You tell me I\u2019m not being scientifically rigorous and that I\u2019m off my nut, and then in the end, who turns out to be right, like, ninety-eight-point-nine percent of the time? I just think I\u2019ve earned the benefit of the doubt here.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Based on their respective types \u2014 Mulder the believer and Scully the skeptic \u2014 one might expect Mulder to be a hysteric, and Scully a cool-headed pragmatist. But the roles are played somewhat opposite to their types. This is particularly true for Mulder, who despite his endless sanctimony is rarely hotheaded, almost never hysterical. In a wink at Duchovny\u2019s deadpan delivery, one frightened character describes Mulder as \u201cso blank and expressionless he didn\u2019t even seem human. I think he was a mandroid.\u201d Mulder\u2019s interest in the paranormal is played on a day-to-day level as geekiness, his certitude laconic. He gets away with being so nuts because he\u2019s more in on the joke than anyone else: he knows just how crazy he sounds, but, what do you know, it just so happens that he\u2019s always right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If Mulder isn\u2019t quite what we would expect of a true believer, Scully comes a bit closer to what we would expect of a skeptic. Usually unflappable and, apart from some occasional sarcasm, relatively humorless, Agent Scully performs her duties as a scientist and an FBI agent conscientiously and by the book. But her seriousness covers an emotional well that, if not deeper than Mulder\u2019s, is more churning, more volatile, demanding something stronger to keep it concealed. Like Clarice Starling from The Silence of the Lambs<\/i> \u2014 one of Chris Carter\u2019s models for the character<\/a> \u2014 Scully is all clinical affect and boxy pantsuits<\/a>, a hardboiled veneer concealing a certain vulnerability, her devotion to science driven in part by a need for order.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chris Carter said in an interview<\/a> that he aimed to \u201cflip\u201d the two main characters\u2019 traditional gender roles, making the man more intuitive and the woman more skeptical. But one feminist critic, blogging pseudonymously at Fannie\u2019s Room<\/a>, argues that the series actually preserves the essence of these types by tossing Scully into a universe where her skepticism actually still means, as Mulder finally has to break it to her, that she is pretty much always wrong. This interpretation could be extended by noting how often Scully is a damsel in distress. In practically every third episode, especially in the early seasons, Scully is abducted and Mulder dashes in to save her at the last moment. Perhaps this is meant to invert the inversion \u2014 to return some traditional femininity to the woman who otherwise seems tough enough to play in the rough man\u2019s world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But the gender-political interpretation seems inadequate. For one thing, Scully is not physically or constitutionally weak, in need of Mulder\u2019s masculine show of force. It\u2019s her physical willpower, mental resilience, and psychological cunning that allow her to endure the abductions and outsmart her captors long enough to be rescued. Mulder\u2019s role is really just to always be right enough to know where to look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Scully\u2019s abductions, moreover, only gain their full force in the context of her skepticism. She isn\u2019t placed into just any kind of peril, but subjected to bizarre, traumatic stuff: she nearly gets eaten by the cancer-eating man (whose choice of her as a victim itself contains a traumatic revelation); nearly made a victim of a necrophiliac serial killer (twice!); abducted by aliens, or maybe men in black posing as aliens, who implant a tracking device in her and harvest all of her ova; later taken again by aliens and nearly mutated into one of them; kidnapped by a town of cannibals and nearly beheaded by a masked executioner; and so on. She is, in short, subjected to traumas by precisely the paranormal oddities she so strenuously denies \u2014 and generally continues to deny even after several seasons of this treatment. It\u2019s not enough to have her worldview proven wrong over and over; it has to be beaten out of her by monster after monster she claims not to believe in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What Agent Scully endures is a kind of rationalist deconditioning program. It is a trial by ordeal for Scully\u2019s science and her insistent belief in it. And it is a vindication of the saving power of the one who is open to the real Truth. To be sure, Agent Mulder faces his own travails. But these are far rarer, and when they do occur, they are steps on the path to him becoming who he is destined to be. Most notable is his near-death experience, interpreted for him by a wise old Navajo man, which points to the spiritual nature of his entire life\u2019s journey. This notion comes to fruition with a later abduction in which Mulder is portrayed as an overtly Christlike figure \u2014 suffering, disappeared, resurrected. Even the alien hoax, described above, can in retrospect be considered a test of faith, a trial on the path to full belief. Scully\u2019s ordeals are part of a process of self-abnegation; Mulder\u2019s, of self-realization.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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T<\/span>he X-Files<\/i> toys with the way modern science understands itself. Science is not only a method but a worldview, with its own traditions and myths, heroes and villains. Consider the story of Galileo standing up to the Church, the classic tale of the champion of discovery persecuted by the powers that be for busting cherished beliefs. Like Mulder\u2019s appeals to science, the faithfulness of this story to the actual historical record is less important than the lesson it is meant to convey. What The X-Files<\/i> offers is a series of cunning inversions of these mythologies science has developed about itself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chief among these is the myth of the Galilean skeptic clashing with the orthodox believer. And as far as that goes, it\u2019s really Mulder who\u2019s the skeptic, and Scully the believer. However much we\u2019re told that Mulder is driven by his traumatic origin story and his love of the spooky, we mostly only see Mulder\u2019s passions trumping his reason in the episodes where he is investigating his sister\u2019s disappearance or the vast all-wing conspiracy. And although these things are at the core of the show\u2019s mythology, they\u2019re also a departure from its normal depiction of Mulder as an investigator: Typically cool, wry, and curious, Mulder has the demeanor and style of a skeptic. And he and Scully are quite evenly matched, both critical, insightful, and attentive to the demands of evidence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

More to the point, it is of course Mulder, not Scully, who is willing to reckon with the reality of the observable phenomena of their world, which after all is the point of the scientific method. For all her forensic and investigatory chops, Scully the scientist is, as one of Mulder\u2019s few allies in the bureau puts it, \u201cnot what I\u2019d call an open mind.\u201d She defends science \u2014 \u201cmy science,\u201d she calls it, suggesting there might be others \u2014 as if it were defined by some particular list of things that are not allowed to exist. And when she winds up seeing just about everything on this list and yet refuses to acknowledge it, her invocations of science begin to sound less like skepticism than clinging to blind faith.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Along with the clash of skeptic and believer is an inversion of science\u2019s relationship to authority. The agents illustrate this again: scientific Scully is actually deferential to authorities of all kinds, Mulder suspicious and confrontational. The scientific imperative to question arguments from authority is meant to counter our inherent complacency and deference. But in the noir world of The X-Files<\/i>, authority must be fought because anyone and everyone could be out to deceive. Though Carl Sagan dismissed the paranoid style of the show, it shared more with his science and his politics than he would have cared to admit. \u201cOne of the great commandments of science is, \u2018Mistrust arguments from authority,\u2019\u201d he writes in The Demon-Haunted World.<\/i> Or, as The X-Files<\/i> puts it: trust no one. Both seemed to agree that the authorities do not just happen to be wrong; it is in their interest to defend orthodoxy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here is where the broader scientific mythology, going beyond the strict dictates of method, is at its strongest play in the show: in the story of the brave loners, the few who seek and discover and sustain the Truth, no matter how they challenge the powerful or society\u2019s cherished beliefs, no matter how they are persecuted. But where Sagan saw science as the ultimate weapon in the struggle against power structures of all kinds, in the universe of The X-Files<\/i>, the scientific establishment is both an orthodoxy and an instrument of the powers that be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The ironic upshot is that The X-Files<\/i> invokes the mythology of modern science in order to arrive at the very set of beliefs that modern science defines itself against. It tells a story of how, in a world riven by demons and spooks and witches, science would fall into the same kind of dogmatism it claims to vanquish.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Among the many interesting things about this literarily brilliant, philosophically perverse conceit of the show \u2014 making the scientific enterprise eat its own tail \u2014 is the way that it shows up in real-world debates about science. Many of these debates are over subjects with higher stakes than the powers of the corner-shop psychic: most obviously, things like genetically modified foods, alternative medicine, the purported link between childhood vaccines and autism, and so on. These are fights in which \u201cconcerned citizens\u201d portray themselves as brave seekers of the truth battling a sneering scientific establishment and the society that blindly supports it, backed by distended corporate interests and shadowy government powers. They see themselves in much the same way Fox Mulder sees himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For Mulder, the problem with science is that it is a form of bias, not only a deference to received ideas but a brute preference for certain kinds of worlds over others \u2014 simple over complex, spiritless over haunted. He mocks Occam\u2019s Razor, the principle that the simplest explanation for something is usually the right one, as \u201cOccam\u2019s Principle of Limited Imagination.\u201d But this rather tellingly misses the point. Given any list of events that might but are unlikely to occur, over any span of time it\u2019s likelier that fewer rather than more of them will occur. The same principle applies to accounting for the origins of events, even if demons and little green men are admitted onto the list of possible causes. Occam\u2019s Razor, in this way of applying it, is a statistical principle, and applies to haunted worlds as much as any other. Even if Scully was blind to the big picture, she still should have been right more often than Mulder, if only the screenwriters had not stacked the deck against her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Statistics is dry material for television, of course, but what\u2019s striking is that Mulder actually agrees with his scientific adversaries that Occam\u2019s Razor is in practice a psychological principle, aimed at the human imagination. But of course the scientific concern is that the imagination is already too eager. And while there are certainly fake-outs in The X-Files<\/i>, particularly in the satiric episodes \u2014 a hovering noise and bright light, shot in filmic language lifted from Close Encounters of the Third Kind<\/i>, will resolve into an ordinary helicopter \u2014 only seldom did the show do more than tease the possibility that what we fear might just be in our heads.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It is a point worth observing not because the show had any obligation to get things right about science, but because the insightful part of its critique gets lost when science is cast as just another form of metaphysical dogma. It is not so outlandish, after all, to imagine that if spooky stuff actually were to start happening in our world, even in a readily observable way, scientists would be rather reluctant to admit it. But if that hesitance follows from the philosophical roots of the scientific project, it has to do not only with premises about what kind of world we live in but also what kind of minds we have.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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When you were little, did you ever lie in bed, in the twilight between waking and sleep where reason slackens its grip on imagination, and, gazing out at the black expanse, think you saw … You cry out. Your mother comes in, flips on the light, and lifts the bedcover to reveal the floor beneath: clean hardwood. You see? It\u2019s just your imagination. Go back to sleep, dear. She turns out the light and shuts the door. The bedcover has fallen back into place \u2014 except for one ruffle, a gap that opens now onto darkness, pure but for two glowing, yellow eyes. Cue the opening credits.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The ancients once knew what today only a few true believers do: Every fevered vision, every thing that goes bump in the night, is really there. As silly as this conceit of subverting science is when taken at face value, The X-Files<\/i> should not work so well as it does. Then again, it is a curiosity that the thing whose defects modern science was designed to work around \u2014 the mind \u2014 is also the one lingering part of our everyday world that it has, as yet, most failed to account for. But if the beasties that populate the demon-haunted world are really projections welling from deep within the mind, then the show\u2019s pretense of depicting an empirical science of them takes on a rather new meaning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There is a popular account of the appeal of horror films that says the genre allows us to examine our real-world fears in a safe way, and thereby to purge ourselves of them \u2014 fiction as therapy, a notion that can be traced back to Aristotle\u2019s understanding of catharsis. In this view, witches and vampires and spooks are metaphors, personifications of other repressed terrors, and horror films, in turn, enact these fears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There is much to support this kind of interpretation of The X-Files<\/i>, as a working out of some of its era\u2019s deep-seated anxieties. The show\u2019s conspiracy mythology coincided with the height of American black-helicopter paranoia. Its various monsters, ugly though they appear, were imbued with pathos and often treated with surprising sympathy. And then there were the towns the monsters haunted \u2014 sometimes poverty-stricken spots in Middle America, sometimes well-tended suburbs and gated communities, but almost always sites of dysfunction, loneliness, alienation, and the grinding oppression of conformity. The spooks and demons of The X-Files<\/i> give us a glimpse into the dark interior of the late-twentieth-century American soul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But for Sagan, The X-Files<\/i> and its ilk represent a near-existential threat to civilization, not only by muddling the science that vanquished the Dark Ages but by stoking the fears that fed it. \u201cI have a foreboding of an America in my children\u2019s or grandchildren\u2019s time,\u201d Sagan wrote, \u201cwhen, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what\u2019s true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness.\u201d The appeal of a show like The X-Files<\/i> is a holdover from our benighted evolutionary and cultural past, and not only can we jettison it, but modernity will not be secured until we do \u2014 until the candle of science, as the subtitle of Sagan\u2019s book puts it, shines fully through the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The horror-film explanation, relishing symbols where Sagan permits only literalism, can see the dark forces explored on the show as inevitable if occasional intruders on the human landscape, and can see the genre as a healthy tool for coping with them. But there is a deeper convergence between this explanation and Sagan\u2019s handwringing: to resolve the fears is to fulfill the purpose of the stories, in a way that also defuses them. Since horror\u2019s purpose is cathartic, its appeal peaks at the time of greatest therapeutic need.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sagan clearly saw the 1990s as a moment of such crisis. And yet the conditions for a pro-science society as Sagan understood them were perhaps never stronger than around the time he wrote his book. Security fears appeared to be waning during that brief lull between the Cold War and 9\/11. The hopes for something like post-national governance of the world were probably never higher. Scientific and intellectual collaboration ignored international boundaries like never before \u2014 the International Space Station! The Internet! And the figure of the scientist had already achieved the present status of public intellectual par excellence<\/i>; Sagan himself was king of them all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And yet in the midst of this shiny era, this decade about nothing, a nation turned demonic. There was Marilyn Manson and Disturbed and Rob Zombie; the neo-pagan and mystical music of Enigma and their imitators; the vampire fare of Buffy<\/i> and Blade<\/i> and Interview with the Vampire<\/i>; the further spread of the goth scene; the rise of Wicca and \u201cmagick\u201d; The Blair Witch Project<\/i>, and many others. And creeping in the center of this vast cultural nightscape, two flashlights in the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The most enduring curiosity of the show is how little it wound up caring about the actual contents of The Truth it was supposed to be after, how the show wanted it to remain forever Out There. The widely mocked resolution of the show\u2019s \u201cmytharc\u201d storyline was bound to disappoint, not only because the writers obviously had no overarching plan for it, but because the animating spirit of The X-Files<\/i> was a perpetual dissatisfaction with reassuring answers, including its own. It was instead a show that sought to inhabit strangeness for its own sake. Its fascination with freakishness, its paranoid and mysterian streaks, can be traced back only so far to literal beliefs or present anxieties in the viewership.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The basic thrill of watching The X-Files<\/i> is not one of exorcism but possession. We are, in our way, like Fox Mulder, who rages against vast conspiracies and hidden forces in the sky, and yet would hardly know why to get out of bed in the morning without them, would rather the stars be aligning against him than care nothing for him at all. In an age in which we have trained ourselves to admit only what we see in the light of day, it may be possible to experience the ecstatic only through horror, the dark apparition of what we do not want to believe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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