Take a Drink: every time Holmes displays some sociopathic tendencies
Take a Drink: whenever he’s then left off the hook for it
Take a Drink: every time Watson says something heartwarming
Take a Drink: every time Moriarty goes crazynuts
Take a Drink: every time text flies around the screen
Take a Drink: whenever Lucy pines for Sherlock
Do a Shot: every time someone insinuates Watson is gay
By: Henry J. Fromage (Two Beers) –
I watch so much TV these days that I’m not even sad when a good show gets canceled. We’re so incredibly spoiled by the sheer amount of quality shows these days that it’s almost a chore catching up. I guess this is my excuse as to why I haven’t watched any Sherlock yet.
I’ll get to you, too, I promise!
Sherlock stars Benedict Cumberbatch as a modern incarnation of famed English detective Sherlock Holmes and Martin Freeman as his everpresent sidekick, Dr. Watson. Much as in the original stories, he derives his income from solving impossible mysteries using his incredible skills of deduction and tangles with the odd supervillain nemesis.
I’ll buck MovieBoozer convention a bit and address the bad first. Specifically, the First Season (or Series, whatever). I almost gave up watching Sherlock in the middle of it, because if I wanted to watch C.S.I. or The Mentalist, I’ll do it in my native accent and slang. The cheaply flashy editing style, the easily digestible and forgettable mysteries, the lazy humor (Sherlock doesn’t now the Earth revolves around the Sun? Hmmm… that might come up in a mystery or two…), it’s all there. It’s not bad so much as just… pedestrian.
Just put that on the poster
Thankfully, somewhere in the middle of the second season Stephen Moffat and Mark Gatiss appeared to realize their show’s strengths, and double down on them. While Sherlock Holmes may be all about the mysteries, Sherlock is all about its characters, and once the show began to replace its mediocre case of the week structure with nemeses like Andrew Scott’s Moriarty and Lars Mikkelsen’s Charles Augustus Magnussen it really took off.
However, these two’s deliciously evil characters (and Gatiss’s own ultraconfident, smarter than thou Mycroft Holmes) are mere spices to Sherlock’s stew, which always comes down to the main ingredients of Cumberbatch’s Holmes and Freeman’s Watson. Their relationship is what everything revolves around. Cumberbatch effortlessly conveys both incredible intelligence and bemusement at normal human behavior, while Freeman’s stolid decency, courage, and loyalty make him his ideal straight man both in comedic and emotional situations.
Prepare for some tugging.
The show also makes great strides visually across its run. Paul McGuigan and an increasing number of talented young directors have great fun expressing Sherlock’s thought process (especially his “mind palace”) on screen with a whole grab-bag of fetching cinematic flourishes.
As of the end of its third season, Sherlock is hitting on all cylinders- with the second episode of the season being its funniest and most dramatic, and the third delivering the show’s most shocking moments, one incredible villain’s arc, and the promise of the return of another. Suffice it to say, I’m hooked.
It will be interesting to see where Sherlock goes from here. It seems to be rapidly improving, but I could also see it pulling a Dexter and run out of ways to repeat its formula. Will the future hold a Toast-worthy programme, or a Six Pack-worthy disgrace? I don’t know, but I’m intrigued to find out (and hoping for the former).