the past few months, the husband and the baron have been slowly working their way through the x-files television series. they own seasons 1 and 2, and have netflixed the remaining seasons('netflixed' may not be an actual verb). just now, they are nearly done with season 8. season 8's a rough one to watch - it's dramatic in an eye-rolling and inadvertently funny way, new characters are introduced to mixed results, mulder is gone for most of it, scully cries a lot, krycek has aged VERY BADLY, skinner is as severe as ever, alien replicants walk among us... it really could use some levity to brighten it all up. that's not to say the season is all bad, though - there is a bright spot.
that bright spot's name is robert patrick, he of the slightly malformed ears and lean physique. though neither the baron nor the husband can place his accent - is that brooklyn? or boston? - they like him anyway, especially as scully's disbelieving foil and heir to mulder's lost cause. also, his suits fit him really nicely, and a fitted suit ALWAYS helps.
the baron isn't one to read too much into popular entertainment - it's just a show, eh? - but she's pleasantly surprised about this robert patrick situtation. his good and sincere acting is a small satisfaction, one that makes the day a little better - rather like finding a $5 bill in the husband's pants pocket just before doing laundry.
Monday, June 23, 2008
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