Six years after the TV show called it quits, David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson returns in “The X-Files: I Want to Believe” as Fox Mulder and Dana Scully, investigators of unexplained phenomena for the FBI. Except now, they are not. Scully is a saintly surgeon, while Mulder has become a hygiene-shunning hermit.
They’ll called back into action when a female FBI agent goes missing, and a disembodied limb is found under the snow near her home, with authorities are led to it by the psychic visions of a pedophile priest. To discuss details would ruin any surprise, but for a film shrouded under so much secrecy, one would expect something a lot “¦ well, bigger.
Unlike its source material, “I Want to Believe” is ultimately doomed by its slow pace. There’s enough good material for an hour-long episode, but it’s stretched to nearly two. The sequences involving the mystery are exciting, yet take their time in arriving, and then raise a lot of questions that lazily go unanswered. Although the proceedings are more somber and subdued than the series, Duchovny and Anderson step into their old roles with only a slight tinge of warming-up transition. Anderson, in particular, delivers some solid work here, acting heads above anyone else in the cast.
It plays better at home than in theaters, and the two-disc set’s feature-length documentary on the film’s production helps, too. Perhaps the concept is better suited to the boob tube.