The X-Files: Skin tells the story of an X-File investigation that is opened when a history professor goes on a violent killing spree after being given a temporary skin graft for burns he sustained after a boiler explosion in a basement room of a library. Though unusual in itself, the fact that the professor went crazy after such a procedure isn’t what draws the attention of Agents Mulder and Scully; instead it is the strength the professor displayed in the attack, strength that allowed him to crush a skull with his bare hands. The lack of pain after a procedure that would leave most screaming for a steady flow of painkillers is also intriguing, especially to Scully given her medical background. Things then grow even more bizarre when it is learned that the skin used in the transplant had been harvested from the wrong corpse, one that has since disappeared. The circumstances of that corpses death -- all based on eye witness accounts -- adds to the mystery because it appears as if the body was thrown from a van at sixty miles an hour without any visible surface injury. Intrigued, both agents follow their usual paths of deductive reasoning in an attempt to figure out what exactly is going on, which eventually leads them to a small fishing village in Thailand where a MASH unit once treated severe burn victims during the Vietnam War. The question is what else was the MASH unit doing while located in the area, and are the unusual events that lead Mulder and Scully to that location a result of a secret medical breakthrough that was never shared with the public?
Despite being well written and entertaining, The X-Files: Skin seemed lacking when it came to having the genuine feel of an X-Files episode and therefore was somewhat disappointing to me. That said I did still enjoy the novel and would recommend it to people who like dark thrillers, but not to X-Files fans who are desperately craving more from a show we all loved. I would further go on to say that this novel would have been great if it had just been its own story rather than trying to fit the mold of an X-Files episode (kind of like how the forth Indiana Jones movie could have been great if it hadn’t tried to be an Indiana Jones movie). On the flip side this probably could have been a wonderful X-Files episode if created by the people who brought us the weekly installments, which once again brings up my earlier point of how I don’t think its possible to get the same results with two different entertainment mediums, especially when the portrayal of the characters given by the actors on screen is one of the biggest draws to the show to begin with. Does any of this make sense? Should I just have left my thoughts as Good Book, Bad X-Files? Hard to say. I do know one thing, I would like to read more of Ben Mezrich’s novels, and I would also like to read the other X-Files novels that various authors have written. I will just have to keep reminding myself that they will never be as good as the show itself.
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Brad Mezrich? Christ, do you proofread this stuff at all?
I usually give my posts a read through before posting which, sadly, does allow for mistakes to get through at times. When pointed out I will then go back and correct them.
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