I've just come from the theater where I witnessed what might be the very last Sherlock ever. I'm hopeful it won't be, but there are loads of rumors floating around, so I'm not exactly sure what to believe. If this in fact is the last Sherlock, I'd like to say that I loved it; that it was a fitting end to such a groundbreaking program. But I can't.
I won't go so far as to say I hated it. Like I've said many times, a bad episode of Sherlock, is still better than a lot of what's on television these days. But it most definitely wasn't on par with the other finales - even the other 8 episodes. It was missing something - something I can't quite put my finger on.
There was loads to love. Each fabulous character got some screen time, even dead ones. Sherlock and Mycroft shared some lovely scenes, as did Sherlock and John. There was movement on a few fronts. There was even a huge - GINORMOUS! - mystery to solve. Can you tell I'm trying to be vague as to not spoil it for anyone? But the mystery itself was the issue.
In Sherlock land, you like to think you're clever. You like to be able to figure out a few things for yourself and have Sherlock fill in the blanks with what you've missed. But this time around, the case was so ludicrous and huge, that there was no way to keep the train on the tracks. It lept one from cliff to another, never allowing anyone to follow it. Also, and this is entirely shallow and personal, but I love the way cool camera angles and tricks the show pulls - there was hardly any of that this time around.
All in all, it was a pretty amazing hour and a half. But in the end, if they don't come back one day, I'll be very disappointed. Because this show and these people deserve a much better send off!
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