Sherlock 2.03: Round One (a.k.a. coherency is for other people)

[stillane]

Oh my god. Just, oh my god. 

Wow. 

I secretly thought there was no possible way this could live up to the buildup in my head. And then it did. Wow. They... just, everybody was impressive as all hell here. Tense and desperate and complicated. And Molly, oh god, Molly. Yes. 

Sherlock knows it's over all along, and John never wavers in his faith, and the letter isn't a letter because they somehow found a way to make it even more gutting. God. Martin Freeman, you guys. Martin fucking Freeman.

More later, right? After I scrape my heart and jaw off the floor. 

Damn.

Comments

[denorios.livejournal.com]

Wasn't it amazing? I wasn't really into Sherlock in S1 but this season really sucked me, and that finale...

Ugh, Sherlock standing there on the ledge and John just watching it down below - Martin Freeman just broke my heart in that scene, tiny little pieces, poof!

[stillane.livejournal.com]

Yep. Utterly freaking incredible. I'm finally settling in to watch it again.

That scene... It's like they all sat around brainstorming, going, "So, that bit in the canon is really painful. How can we make that worse?" OW. Just, ow.

[apetslife.livejournal.com]

OMFG

OMFG

SEND RESUSCITATIVE HELP NOW PLEASE

This show has killed me dead, then revived me, only to kill me all over again. I just. I can't even.

JOHN.

[stillane.livejournal.com]

YES. I have not genuinely found my heart pounding after anything on TV maybe ever, but this... Oh. When you know what's coming and how bad it's going to be, and then it finds a way to take that and make it still surprising and gorgeous and brutal... The way Sherlock is always watching John in all these tiny glances, the way John never ever doubts him, the way everything bookends back to where it all started...

And the roof. Oh god, the roof.

THIS SHOW. It owns my broken little heart all over.

[apetslife.livejournal.com]

Watching again. Still in tears. Again, I mean.

SHERLOCK. JOHN. Oh my god.

[eccentric_hat]

JOHN. ALWAYS AND FOREVER JOHN WATSON.

I loved everyone but I have trouble focusing on how much I loved everyone and so I am spending lots of time thinking about JOHN. And how weirdly moved I am by his transposition into the twenty-first century--how desperately sad it is that John Watson is still, a century later, just back from Afghanistan; how irrationally reassuring it is to find John Watson living in the modern world and still steady and good and true.

[stillane.livejournal.com]

YES. THIS. I think what kills me about him is just how real he is, while distinctly failing to be an everyman archetype. He's a doctor and a combat veteran and a freelance detective - approximately one Dos Equis away from being the most interesting man in the world - and you'd never in your life know it. Not until things went to hell, at least, and then he'd be too busy saving the day and/or Sherlock to tell you anyway.

how desperately sad it is that John Watson is still, a century later, just back from Afghanistan

I read a fic a while ago set in the future (sort of; Doctor Who was involved), and it starts with John in another war in Afghanistan. My first thought was, Wow. That's bleak. My second was, But... *sigh*. I love John just as he is, but it is a rather damning commentary all by itself that there's so little about John's background that needs even minor alteration. :/