Oh boy. That last episode of season 2 of Sherlock was a twisty treat unworthy of a scowling old cynic like myself who thought he had seen it all. I loved everything about this episode - the inescapable trap - the ultimate magic trick. The clockwork plot that pulled the walls in closer and closer and seemed to crush the hero. To say what happened then would be a crime against entertainment.
No other statement better described my father that to have him explain a magic trick that we had watched on TV. It was usually an amazing David Copperfield illusion. He would always tell us that it was "Just a trick. But it was a good trick so don't feel bad about being fooled for a second."
I grew up with an ability to 'spot the trick' as it was happening to me in literature or in motion pictures or on TV. Conflict is the basis of drama and all conflict needs a resolution. I always look for the clues that will let me see the flaw in a plan or the one thing that cannot be explained or contradicts the evidence. I want to get to the truth one second before everyone else watching is suppose to.
Be it the A-Team or Sherlock, I can always tell when I am being conned. The really important question then becomes, WHY? Why would Holmes have to fake his own death. To protect those three people in his life until he can undo what he did? SEE! I am already writing season 3 in my head.
Stop being a snob and go to the library and rent the first season of Sherlock. Many of the people who love this show the most are purists who brook no 'creative interpretations' of their beloved detective.
Let me also say that the final ten seconds of this season was a treat. I can now die the thousands seconds I will waste waiting for season 3 to begin. That Cumberbatch is the real deal. He has the perfect name to go with his quirky style. I look forward to many years of cool roles and performances from this guy.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.