(Look here for more booklet-y goodness. The artwork is amazing! The skull hiding just behind the disk, especially.)
Oh my Lord, how long we’ve waited.
These are bringing out the big guns, and it’s wonderful to hear all the pieces in their entirety after only hearing parts of their brilliance during the series. Bits and pieces here and there, we never quite got the whole picture, and now here it is, and it’s gorgeous. Continue reading →
Sherlock reviewed so far: A Study in Pink, The Blind Banker, and The Great Game.
The BBC have published a DVD with all three episodes of Sherlock that have been transmitted so far, and said DVD contains the unaired pilot episode for the series: A Study in Pink, roughly 55 minutes long, directed by Coky Giedroyc. This review is made of spoilers for both episodes, so unless you’ve been living on Pluto for the last few weeks and haven’t seen the actually transmitted version, or if you still want to see the unaired pilot without having any idea, you might want to avoid reading this. If you don’t care either way, follow me!
Definitions: When I say pilot, I mean, well, the pilot; when I say episode, I mean the one that actually aired, the 90-minute one. Just to help any confusion that might arise due to incessant rambling and very long sentences.
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Previously on Sherlock: The Blind Banker.
Well, here we are, then. That was… spectacular. Gripping. Fast-paced. Very, very good. And Mofftiss’ cliffhangers have only gotten worse. Curse you, Mofftiss! Don’t continue reading unless you want SPOILERS. Continue reading →
Previously on Sherlock: A Study in Pink.
What starts as a security job soon becomes a murder investigation. Then, it becomes a double-murder investigation. Oh, no, wait a triple-murder investigation. And if that’s not enough, it then becomes a life and death situation for Watson and.. oops, sorry. Spoilers! Continue after the jump and I’ll tell you that…
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A Study in Pink, the first of three episodes of BBC One’s Sherlock aired yesterday evening, and I’m bloody sold. What Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss have thought up on long, dreary train rides to and fro between London and Doctor Who-Cardiff is amazing, gripping, clever, quick-witted, imaginative, insightful, great handiwork, wonderfully cast, … blahblah. I could go on kissing arse for hours. And I will; but first, the obligatory warning:
Spoilers! If you haven’t seen the episode yet, do it, and come back later. Or just read it anyway, you’re old enough. Continue reading →