Is not the greatest. That was the only thing that irked me about A Scandal in Belgravia. Otherwise it was great. So dark and angsty. Arghghghhg, cannot. wait. for. sunday.
I’ve finally watched series 2 of Sherlock yesterday, after an epically agonising wait.
So many different feelings, I can’t even. A rewatch is definitely in order for tonight.
Don’t even know how to express myself after watching that, really. I haven’t been able to think about anything else but Sherlock since last night. Haha.
I thought it was amazing. Worth the wait for sure. All kinds of epic.
Sunday, please come sooner!
If I were someone less invested in Sherlock’s asexual identity and more inclined toward making boring assumptions about fictional characters’ feelings toward other characters (ie: everything they do is motivated by the desire to fuck or romance or romantically fuck) then I might despair over this…
ALL OF THIS. Thank you.