[ Reminder: our new Blog Challenge, now that it’s red carpet season, is to blog about “best-of” experiences. At least 2 / week. Let’s do this. ]
And The Envelope Please…
Best New Obsession
I love letting myself get obsessed. I’m talking about new TV in this case, but let’s face it: I just love loving things. I love loving things harddd. (I love loving absurd things, like new gum flavors or Maroon 5 songs. I love loving important things, like the idea of justice or Tina Fey. I love loving love. Geeky love. I used to doodle boys’ names on my folders in code… I’m that girl.)
But in particular I love, but love, some new TV—especially when it’s shared with friends. (The Office, The Wire, America’s Next Top Model…some of my best TV memories have been shared with TV-friendly friends.)
And now, the winner is:
I’d heard rave reviews from a couple of pro-TV pals, but hadn’t decided to don my thinking-cap and finally watch it until Matt convinced me to give it a go over the long weekend. (Such a good influence!) By Monday, we’d finished Season 1.
<Stefon moment> If you love detective dramadies, England, classic literature, cute boys, or really just anything good, then SHERLOCK is for you! This BBC update has got it all: Clever tete-a-tete. Dudes in suits. Modern London. Mystery. Puzzles. Tim Canterbury from The Office (UK). </ Stefon>
Plus Sherlock. Just, Sherlock, you guys. Played by Benedict Cumberbatch—which, come on, is an “improv British name” if I’ve ever heard one. Give that guy a pair of Ray-Bans & essentially you’ve got my perfect man: tall, trim, brown-haired, well-tailored, lovably snide, bookish, brilliant, British. (…so, basically, what I’m saying is, my boyfriend + an accent? Yay for me!) I do have a type, and it is very close to Sherlock Holmes…the asexual crime-solver…who doesn’t exist… (Somebody please call my therapist.)
This show. (THIS SHOW!) Season 1 is on Netflix. Drop everything, guys. (And plan to drop it for a while…the three episodes are 90 minutes each, so really it’s more like a series of movies in production value and time invested. But so, so worth it.)
After we finished Season 2 Ep 1 last night, I was so pumped. For one thing, I’d figured it out. Yes, that’s a big deal to me. For another thing, it was suuuper sexy, you guys! Sherlockin’ it downnnn. (I mean, geeky sexy. “Brainy is the new sexy,” like Sherlock said. Mmmm.)
I told Matt: Well, let’s call it quits on TV. Mankind needs to find a new medium now. We’re done. Nothing will ever, ever be that good again. Ever.
(It’s that good.)
Throughout Season 1 (aka last weekend) I kept thinking how there should be a Sherlock + Great Mouse Detective meme of some sort, so similar are the character dynamics and quirks, and I love OH HOW I LOVE that some people have gotten there first… If you haven’t watched, just know this is perfect:
These villains are startlingly similar. (I mean, can’t you just hear Moriarty saying “I love it when I’m nasty!!” just like Vincent Price as Ratigan?) Confession: I loved me some Ratigan when I was a kid. And I love Moriarty now…the persnickety, ambiguously gay, evil genius… (Please call my therapist, again.)
[ Thanks, Sherlockology, for creating a safe place for geeks like me. And bless wikipedia, too, frankly. Where would my blog be without your fastly found facts?! That SOPA blackout was killer. For me and college students w/papers due everywhere… Really, though, why are you still reading this? Go to Netflix. Don’t keep Sherlock waiting. Waiting is so frightfully dull…and the poor sod’s so easily bored… ]