Some call it addiction, others call it method acting

Given my obsession with the X-Files, I had to comment on the recent story that Fox Mulder himself, David Duchovny, has checked into rehab for sex addiction.

I 100% guarantee that his wife, the awesome and hot Tea Leoni, caught him cheating. I also 100% guarantee that we, the voyeuristic public, will soon hear more about Duchovny's extra-marital affairs. His press release was a preemptive strike against someone going public.

I'm skeptical of the concept of "sex addiction" and even more skeptical of the idea that you can go to rehab for it. I think of rehab as a place to go and detox--to work through the physical addiction to drugs and alcohol--and start psychotherapy that will continue after the stint in a rehab facility. What does "detox" for a sex addict look like? Is it possible Duchovny is physically addicted to porn or his own penis? Will his penis experience the shakes, agitation, and the DTs? Or is "sex addict" just a euphemism for "philandering asshole"?

Of course, this is Hollywood, so maybe this is all some complex exercise in method acting. Actors who employ the method prepare for a role by replicating the emotional and physical condition of the character. Well, David Duchovny has a long track record of playing horny buggers. Duchovny started his career with the soft-core Red Shoe Diaries in 1992. Fox Mulder's porn collection was a running gag on the X-Files. In 2006's Trust the Man, Duchovny played a guy who deals with a personal crisis by watching prolific amounts of porn and and having an affair with a divorced mother from his son's school. He also recently won a Golden Globe for his portrayal of the sex-crazed Hank Moody on Showtime's Californication (which I love, by the way). In one of the first episodes, he fucks his ex-wife's 16-year-old step-daughter. One of his character's best lines: "I won't go down in history, but I will go down on your sister."

Or maybe this is a case of life imitating art. If you can call the film Trust the Man art.

Now that I think about it... I sensed something suspicious when I took my Mulder and Scully action figures to see the new X-Files movie. They disappeared into my purse about 20 minutes into the film. I assumed it was because of the movie's sophomoric plot and poor writing. Guess the dialogue wasn't the only thing that was wooden. Boing!