Flowers in a Box - The Movie OPENING/INTRO
you were the best surfer and the raddest dude that i’ve ever known and no one will ever convince me that you went to a tanning salon
[sings loudly] I WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT SALLY DONOVAN
I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE LITTLE GIRL THAT WATCHED POLICE SHOWS ON THE TELLY AND THOUGHT THEY WERE RIDICULOUSLY UNREALISTIC
I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE YOUNG WOMAN WHO HAD TO FIGHT RACISM AND SEXISM AND STILL CAME OUT AS ONE OF THE TOP GRADUATES IN HER CLASS
I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT A ROOKIE COP THAT TRIED HER HARDEST TO PROVE HERSELF DAY IN AND DAY OUT
I WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT SALLY DONOVAN
okay but i went to london during my winter break and it was crazy diverse and amazing
i’d walk down a busy street and i wouldn’t hear the same language being spoken twice by the people around me
a few blocks from my hotel there was a street entirely filled with pakistani, iraqi, and iranian restaurants. muslim women were sitting outside cafes, smoking tobacco hookahs and chatting.
20.9% of londoners are asian according to the last census. 15.6% are black. on average, at least 301.5 languages are spoken in london.
so why the hell are we supposed to believe “sherlock” takes place and london but only has one recurring non-white character
A Johnlock analysis for Season 3 - on ghosts, growing up, the various geometries of three, and a theory on Why Mary is Awesome But It’s Not So Easy
So even though it married John off, 3x02 was kind of a mesmerizing goldmine for us Johnlock fans, especially for my own particular kink of angst!Sherlock. But the posts about how canon Sherlock’s feelings are starting to look really got me thinking, because as Sherlock practically overwhelms this episode (a happy episode, a celebratory episode) with his distress and sadness under that smile, the question that keeps nagging at me is: what is it exactly that Sherlock really wants? Is it the natural fear of a man maybe-losing his best mate, or a soul’s bittersweet sending-off of its soulmate? Is the canon really suggesting that Sherlock yearns for John in that way, and if so, can we take it seriously? Because Moffat & co. have never shied from a bit of nudge-wink fanservice (some of us might call it queerbaiting *cough*), but they’ve always flitted back from the edge of the comedy/serious line, tucking the little moments, looks, and allusions in subtext and the easy refuge of bromance.
Because you know, I’m a big fan of asexual!Johnlock too, a romance without the sex, a bond that exists on some sort of emotional-spiritual plane so high that it doesn’t concern itself with these mundane earthly things like mating and marriage and joint tax-filing. And that’s the universe where everyone is happy, because Mary is awesome so I want her and John to be happy while John and Sherlock also get to be happy and that’s the way the universe settles (with exciting crimes and snarky asskicking sprinkled on of course) were it not for some awful external wrench of fate.
But the more I think about it, the more I think the show in 3x02 actually suggests the opposite - that the universe this picture paints is the familiar take on things, but it’s also only one layer in a story with many other layers. That both loves coexisting under heaven with no one having to give up anything isn’t the way things would fall if Sherlock would just give it time, but the easy way out. Not because Mary’s the Other Woman (YA-triangle-style), or because Sherlock and John’s love needs to be the sort that ends with them curled up in 221b forever to be meaningful, but because it’s a One and Only love, and Sherlock’s is a One and Only heart; it will survive exposure to no other universe.
Before explaining that thought, let me emphasize again that I despise, and I mean *despise*, the way our society insists on the couply part before validating a relationship as legitimate. I am *not* saying that a husband or wife in the picture should automatically diminish someone’s other bonds. After all why the fuckity fuck can’t platonic love, brotherly love, be every bit as deep and powerful as a lover’s love? They may be different kinds of love but one is not the lesser of the other; sex or no sex there is no one who can replace, much less eclipse, the meaning of John to Sherlock and the meaning of Sherlock to John. So why can there not be both ‘bromantic’ John and Sherlock and couply John and Mary, where both flames burn bright without diminishing the other? London’s not a small place, and John’s isn’t a small heart - why wouldn’t he be able to make room for both in it?
Here’s the thing though, that keeps getting me about 3x02: I think the episode itself argues against it. Because the episode is with Sherlock, and Sherlock fought and fought and gave them the fiercest of blessings but for all his courage and will, couldn’t make his heart believe it.
Sherlock stands next to them in the photos, sits (and actually enjoys himself!) next to them at the table … but Sherlock’s not one of the Sign of Three.
“There should always be a spectre at a feast,” he tells Mycroft early on in the episode, as a kind of light banter, easy enough to swipe away. And indeed, there was - but it wasn’t the murderous photographer behind the lens, or the invisible knife in Major Sholto’s guts.
Isn’t Sherlock, in the end, the ghost at the feast?
And aren’t all ghost stories, in the end, about what we didn’t see?
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HIS SHERLOCK’S PALACE AND MAGNUSSEN’S MIND PALACE WAS THAT SHERLOCK HAD PEOPLE IN HIS
PEOPLE HE TRUSTED
PEOPLE HE LOVED
HE ALLOWED HIMSELF TO BE HELPED
HE ALLOWED HIMSELF TO IMAGINE THEM AS ENCOURAGING AND POSITIVE AND ABLE TO CONTRIBUTE
SEE HOW MUCH HE’S GROWN AS A PERSON
things which are Definitely Not Allowed:
- mary dies
- baby dies
- mary and john split up
- mary is a terrorist
- mary is in any sense villainous
- mary miscarries
- mary is kidnapped
- mary is annoying
- mary stubs her toe
- mary drops her toast
- literally nothing bad can happen to mary I will track moffat down and fight him if a bad thing happens to mary
that dubsteppy version of the sherlock theme from when john and sherlock went drinking