Well... gosh.
Sherlock was rather fantastic actually. There was enough Ho Yay to float a thousand ships, and frankly, with leading men like that I am ALL OVER IT. The lovely if ludicriously named Benedict Cumberbatch was great, pretty much how you would imagine Holmes if he was modernised, I reckon, all long limbs and tailored suits... Yum. And John Watson was adorable, I want at least two. (We're not going to talk about the terrible amazing things that Lestrade does to me, because oh god.)
As to plotting... Well, I'm sure they'll work it out eventually. The basic plot was pretty good, but it could have done with either more in the middle to distract from the centre plot, or they should have made it shorter. Also loved the camerawork, especially in the chase scenes and deductions. <3 I like that they didn't play it completely straight though.
The canon nods were also awesome. (He keeps letters on the mantle with a knife and John keeps a blog and just *g*) I like that Holmes is all young and bombastic and just started out. He's so different from Jeremy Brett, but you can see him turning into someone similar, when he's settled his feathers. I'm hoping the lack of Watson-based moustache will mean that John doesn't feel the need to grow his own. It is possible to be bad-ass and not have a 'tache! Look to Bruce Willis for your model John. He is strong in the ways of the bad-ass.
The cake went down well with those who wanted it. Which is good, because popcorn has taken on a newly ballistic form I wasn't aware it had before. Also John was hung-over. And that's just hilarious for a number of reasons, one of them being I don't have to put up with him doing a sack-of-potatoes impression on the sofa any more. S is back to his old self, bless him.
The best part though was getting to drop a bucket of cold water whilst yelling 'BOILING OIL YOU SONS OF MOTHERS' on a gaggle of Anons who showed up*. I don't know if it was that or Bill looming out of the door at them that made them scatter, but it was very satisfying. Seriously you lot, knock it off. Go stalk someone more interesting. (No offence John and S)
No, wait, the BEST part was meeting (or remeeting) Mike and Bill. Bless them. Bill is like a grizzly bear but actually cuddly. Seriously. I want to take one home and feed him honey. And Mike. Oh, Mike. I do love you. *squishes* It felt quite like old times, fighting for seating space with you (if it had actually been on the couch I would have died of nostalgia.)
Also met the fragrant Salts. (Not sure how she took me absent-mindedly calling her Salts. One day I will learn your real name. D:) And the equally fragrant top bloke Greg. You are a scholar and a gentleman sir.
John, if you want we can do the next one at mine, it's garnished with two sofas, and no one knows where I live. Also I have a pretty good television. It has colour and everything.
*Drink may have been involved. John, you say one thing about me being a lightweight and I will kill you. In the face.
As to plotting... Well, I'm sure they'll work it out eventually. The basic plot was pretty good, but it could have done with either more in the middle to distract from the centre plot, or they should have made it shorter. Also loved the camerawork, especially in the chase scenes and deductions. <3 I like that they didn't play it completely straight though.
The canon nods were also awesome. (He keeps letters on the mantle with a knife and John keeps a blog and just *g*) I like that Holmes is all young and bombastic and just started out. He's so different from Jeremy Brett, but you can see him turning into someone similar, when he's settled his feathers. I'm hoping the lack of Watson-based moustache will mean that John doesn't feel the need to grow his own. It is possible to be bad-ass and not have a 'tache! Look to Bruce Willis for your model John. He is strong in the ways of the bad-ass.
The cake went down well with those who wanted it. Which is good, because popcorn has taken on a newly ballistic form I wasn't aware it had before. Also John was hung-over. And that's just hilarious for a number of reasons, one of them being I don't have to put up with him doing a sack-of-potatoes impression on the sofa any more. S is back to his old self, bless him.
The best part though was getting to drop a bucket of cold water whilst yelling 'BOILING OIL YOU SONS OF MOTHERS' on a gaggle of Anons who showed up*. I don't know if it was that or Bill looming out of the door at them that made them scatter, but it was very satisfying. Seriously you lot, knock it off. Go stalk someone more interesting. (No offence John and S)
No, wait, the BEST part was meeting (or remeeting) Mike and Bill. Bless them. Bill is like a grizzly bear but actually cuddly. Seriously. I want to take one home and feed him honey. And Mike. Oh, Mike. I do love you. *squishes* It felt quite like old times, fighting for seating space with you (if it had actually been on the couch I would have died of nostalgia.)
Also met the fragrant Salts. (Not sure how she took me absent-mindedly calling her Salts. One day I will learn your real name. D:) And the equally fragrant top bloke Greg. You are a scholar and a gentleman sir.
John, if you want we can do the next one at mine, it's garnished with two sofas, and no one knows where I live. Also I have a pretty good television. It has colour and everything.
*Drink may have been involved. John, you say one thing about me being a lightweight and I will kill you. In the face.