Dumb, silly, but the same as it ever was--not a lick of it made even the slightest bit of sense. Chris Carter is a dope, basically as big a dipshit as J.J. Abrams and Ronald D. Moore, but the show works because Duchnovy and Anderson make the goofiness function as entertainment. Even though it doesn't make any sense--yet another alien plot, or not, but the X-Files suddenly reopened with people not even in the Bureau anymore and so on--the new show is a pretty decent recreation of the best of the original, and that is way more than anyone had expected.
Mitch Pileggi has gotta be the happiest man in the fucking world about now as this mini-series should reignite his guest-starring cred with the various and sundry Canadian sci-fi shows currently in production; look for him on Orphan Black and The Expanse and Kill-Joys. And even though he never got promoted n the last 14 years, his AD Skinner must have super powers to somehow get those two washouts Mulder and Scully allowed back into the building. Bad-ass!
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