So, today I ended up watching seven hours of Sherlock. (The six Season 1 and Season 2 episodes plus the unaired pilot.) It was SO MUCH DAMN FUN. I love this show. Not as much as I love, say, Torchwood,or Firefly, but I love it very much!
I think I need a Sherlock icon.
My thoughts on Sherlock....
The unaired pilot: There were some things that I liked more about this then the episode they ended up with. I liked the actual case part with the cabbie better- it felt more natural and less contrived. I liked their interplay more, especially that the cabbie had to drug Sherlock to get to him. I didn't like that their final confrontation took place at Baker Street. But John still got to save the day, so that was awesome. The first part of the episode: our introduction to John and his world felt rushed and shallow. I feel like that was done much better in the real pilot.
Episode 203: Academically, I knew that there was going t be a third series, and that there was no way that Sherlock Holmes would die. But I was still worried as hell! Which, on my planet, is a good thing. It means that you made me care. I can't wait for the third season!
Irene Adler: I knew pretty much nothing about this show, other than people I know said it was awesome when I went into this. When Irene showed up I can't say I was surprised; I was kind of expecting her. But I will say this: I can't say that I liked her that much. I have always loved the character of Irene Adler. In the novels, in the new Sherlock Holmes movies, in the series of novels based on her. I love the idea of her, even. But this Irene Adler was too... predatory. Too much teeth and not enough heart, maybe.
Sherlock Holmes: I love him. Seriously. He's odd and blunt and lacks a filter. Kind of like me. I especially like his style.
Dr. John Watson: I love him too! With his psychosomatic limp and the way he thrives under pressure. Oh, and the gun thing. Yes, I have a gun thing. A hot man with a gun makes me crazy. So does a hot woman with a gun. The first time I was ever attracted to Gwen Cooper was in Miracle Day, when she was in her house with Rhys, and was firing a gun while holding the baby. My god. That was... wow. Wait. I got off track, didn't I?
The show in general: Is completely awesome. I wasn't sure about the whole "set in present day" thing, but it works. And I like how Sherlock mostly does stuff the old fashioned way, but still uses the computer or his phone. His phone, especially. I think that the show is well written, well acted, and beautifully shot.
The only bad thing about my Sherlock marathon is that I was supposed to be writing! I have two half finished Torchwood stories on my flash drive, and, for my sanity, I desperately need to get at least one of them done.
The trouble with that is that one of them has a beginning, a middle, and the last scene written, but now I have to connect all the pieces. That's not as easy as it seems.
The other, the one I'm actively working on, it mostly done. I just need the ending. The trouble? I don't know how to end it. It started as a writing experiment- to write from a POV that you wouldn't normally write from. I chose Gwen Cooper. It's good in a way; I get to write about Jack and Ianto, two characters that I love desperately, from the outside.
Anyway, I will go back to trying to write tomorrow. Wish me luck!