Date: Thu, 13 Jun 1996 22:37:28 -0400 (EDT)
From: Randy Perry
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Subject: Randy's '2Shy' Review
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My apologies for being so late in sending this off -- I had company all
weekend, and I didn't get to rewatch '2Shy' until Monday night, and I was
in the lab until midnight Tuesday and last night...
(My apologies also if this seems unfocused.)
The Silence of the Fat-Sucking Vampires
Review of '2Shy'
by Randy Perry
"The dead are no longer lonely."
Before I get to the episode itself, I thought I'd start the review with a
digression, that may help explain my response to '2Shy': I am Chandler Bing.
If you watch 'Friends', you know who Chandler Bing is. He's the
one that always has the funny, sarcastic comebacks. Well, there are so
many reasons why I am Chandler Bing: he's played by Matthew Perry, a
Canadian, while I am Randy Perry, a Canadian; Chandler's ex-girlfriend
Janice (who is convinced they're destined to be together) is played by
Maggie Wheeler (she of 'Born Again' X-fame), while my ex-girlfriend (who
is convinced we're destined to be together) is named Maggie; Chandler and
I both tend to use humour as a defense mechanism; we've both been assumed
(by friends and coworkers) to have been gay - incorrectly, of course, but
not that there's anything wrong with that :) - and we both have 'homosexual
hair'; we both have this insane and occasionally overwhelming fear of dying
alone. Chandler even thought of himself as Crazy Snake Guy, an old man who
has a snake as a gimmick to frighten young children. I myself have no such
gimmick yet; I'm only 22.
This fear of dying alone, this loneliness, is a rather
contemporary emotion, that of a society which places alot of value on a
career; a relationship is something we're supposed to have in our spare
time. (Oh great, I think I've inadvertently started a M/S coupling
argument again...) All of a sudden, you're in your late 30s, and you're
craving a connection - any connection - to another human being. And
then, if you find yourself among the people who make less-than-ideal first
impressions (or among the people who think they do), you may resign
yourself to a life of loneliness. For me, the most fascinating part about
'2Shy' was how it tapped into this. It's bad enough to feel lonely,
detached, unwanted, and desperate, but to have someone prey on those
very feelings is almost unimaginable.
Jeffrey Vlaming, the author of '2Shy' isn't the best X-Files
screenwriter. He is, however, quite good at drawing the supporting
cast. Both '2Shy' and 'Hell Money' deal with sad people in desperate
situations. In '2Shy', a killer who is unable to produce fatty tissue
stalks 'Big and Beautiful' women on the internet. (How often can you
describe the plot of an X-Files episode in one sentence?) Mulder,
although present in body, seems notoriously absent in spirit; Scully,
meanwhile, has a few great scenes staring down the sexist local Sheriff.
If any of you, while watching '2Shy', thought that it seemed familiar,
there's a simple explanation for that.
Here's something that Jeffrey Vlaming seems to understand:
if you're gonna rip off another source, you'd better make it a good one.
And as far as FBI agents seeking twisted serial killers goes, you can't do
better than than novels of Thomas Harris.
In his novels 'Red Dragon' and 'The Silence of the Lambs', Harris
creates a vivid world where FBI agents (or even agents-in-training) track
down serial killers with the assistance of one such killer, Hannibal
Lecter. But then again, you already knew that, since the figure of
Hannibal Lecter has become a part of our collective pop culture
consciousness. (My God, I just used the term 'collective pop culture
consciousness'. I must be a critic.) Harris' novels are noteworthy
for their intricate, wonderful plots, their gut-churning uneasiness and
dread, and their startling literary qualities. (As well, they've made two
crackerjack movies. ('Red Dragon' became the movie 'Manhunter'.))
So when you consider that The X-Files is about two FBI agents who
quite often chase down serial killers, comparisons to Thomas Harris'
works (particularly the more well-known Silence of the Lambs) are likely
inevitable. But I think that in '2Shy', Jeffrey Vlaming makes it 2Easy.
(Sorry, that's the only pun I'll use here.)
I offer for your consideration: '2Shy's Virgil Incanto has a
thing for "Big and Beautiful" types, since he feeds on their fatty
tissue; 'TSotL's Buffalo Bill uses BnB women to fulfill his warped
fantasy of becoming a transsexual by making a dress made of real skin.
Scully has to deal with the sexism of the local law enforcement, much
like Clarice Starling in 'TSotL'. Hannibal Lecter is an intelligent,
literate figure with a very literary name; likewise Virgil Incanto, which
is still my fave X-Files villain name. In both 'TSotL' and '2Shy', there
is a shot of a dead body in a bathtub, as well as a scene in which the
killer's doorbell rings, and he answers it, and it's not who we think it is.
But back to the episode. Timothy Carhart is great as Virgil
Incanto, whose sick, twisted activities are essentially to fulfill a
physical need. (And, he looks alot like Bill Pullman, who I've always
thought was just as creepy, if not moreso. And now, Bill Pullman's
playing the President in 'Independence Day' -- must be a Democrat.) And
the supporting female cast in the episode (some being hunted by Incanto,
some not) is uniformly excellent, and they all seem to be lonely, o be
craving something that their lives are missing. A telling moment is when
we find out that the slender, attractive roommate of one victim actually
kept the letters that Incanto had written. We're all alone, this episode
is saying. But then, like the fox who'd convinced himself that the grapes
he couldn't reach were sour, at least we're not being devoured by a
fat-sucking vampire.
'2Shy' gets 8.5 huge-chunks-of-human-flesh-under-a-hooker's-fingernails
out of 10.
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