Late to the party as usual....
I watched Sherlock Holmes tonight and it was very good. I really enjoyed it and for once, Jude Law didn't make me wince with his unattractiveness. They were both excellent, as was the bad guy, Lord Blackwood was it? The look of the movie was *fabulous*. Shot after shot had me sitting there open-mouthed. Just incredible to look at.
Here's the thing—where was this slashiness that everyone was on about? I saw it not at all! I was a little disappointed. What I saw was a brotherly love. A really deep love—I could see that Watson was so fond of Sherlock that it would be hard to for him to live without him—which proved how much he loved Mary(who was *wonderful*, I thought. I never thought much of her—was she the first one?--getting in between Watson and Sherlock the way she did—what?? I fucking shipped everyone as a child!! There was no such thing as het romance in WeeRoxy's world). I saw that Sherlock got on Watson's nerves fiercely, but the very thing that annoyed him, he also found cute. And Sherlock knew it and worked it so hard. Sherlock was a weasely, annoying, selfish, self-centered little boy in a man-suit, and I found it awfully endearing, just like Watson did. Heck—that practically describes me—only without the man suit part and the dashing RDJ rough but oddly attractive looks and the incredible daring-do, unless you count being on route 130 at rush-hour to be derring –do…but I digress.
In short, enjoyed it muchly, not much slash but full of love. And derring-do.
Here's the thing—where was this slashiness that everyone was on about? I saw it not at all! I was a little disappointed. What I saw was a brotherly love. A really deep love—I could see that Watson was so fond of Sherlock that it would be hard to for him to live without him—which proved how much he loved Mary(who was *wonderful*, I thought. I never thought much of her—was she the first one?--getting in between Watson and Sherlock the way she did—what?? I fucking shipped everyone as a child!! There was no such thing as het romance in WeeRoxy's world). I saw that Sherlock got on Watson's nerves fiercely, but the very thing that annoyed him, he also found cute. And Sherlock knew it and worked it so hard. Sherlock was a weasely, annoying, selfish, self-centered little boy in a man-suit, and I found it awfully endearing, just like Watson did. Heck—that practically describes me—only without the man suit part and the dashing RDJ rough but oddly attractive looks and the incredible daring-do, unless you count being on route 130 at rush-hour to be derring –do…but I digress.
In short, enjoyed it muchly, not much slash but full of love. And derring-do.
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