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Good Thing You’re Not One of the Criminal Classes, Eh, Sherlock?

I’m rapidly crating a list of movies I haven’t seen (and had little interest in seeing) that I want to see now that some scathingly brilliant folks have done a mash-up with Sherlock.

Enjoy while I work on getting the rest of the post-convention stuff unpacked and online.

Sherlock Had Binders of Women? Really?

A serious of images in which Benedict Cumberbatch as BBC Sherlock Holmes claims he has binders of women -- except he thinks Romney was talking about handcuffs -- reactions follow

Sorry. I couldn’t resist.  Actually you are going to be stuck with more of this “binders of women” meme this week because I’m still reeling. (Not certain which is more appalling, the antiquated, misogynist attitude behind not knowing of any qualified women candidates in this century or the lack of technical awareness and competency displayed in using 3-ring binders to collect, organize, and transmit the data about these women. Personally, I’d love to see some of these executive women adding the phrase “I was in the binder” to their business cards and LinkedIn profiles.) Some of the other guys will be appearing with their comments on “binders of women.” (FYI, the Lord of the Rings “binders of women” images are hysterical. Especially Martin Freeman as Bilbo.)

I also apologize for not getting a) more posts up this week and b) getting the Mycroft Birthday story posted.

In the case of the story, it mushroomed (bloomed?) to over 7K words in length and I’ve just now found an ending I satisfied with. So I’ll be getting it up this week.  Honest. I just want to give it one more day to stew and to re-read it so I can get some of typos corrected before posting.

In the case of the posts, I’ve been finishing up with the online marketing classes I teach (Master WordPress is always such a monster — and I always forget what a time-sink it inevitably becomes) plus getting as many of the swag bag goodies done for the Seattle Sherlock Convention before this weekends work party. (Hint: There are lots of cool things in the bag, some of which will find their way onto the site *after the convention* and in time for the holidays).

I also discovered I can’t watch Sherlock, Season 1 or 2, while using a paper cutter. I keep wanting to watch Sherlock instead of the paper I’m cutting. I ended up switching to The King’s Speech and then watching Sherlock while I folded clothes (I had to have something to wear to the Sherlock Con work party.) Reminder, registration for the convention ends this week, 25th Oct., 2012.


You Could Always Call The Doctor, James

Andrew Scott as James Moriarty in BBC Sherlock looking disgruntled

Maybe I was a little hasty with The Final Solution. Is it too late to change the script so I don’t actually die?

Sorry, but Andrew Scott let it out at the television conference that Moriarty is indeed dead (well, I could have told everyone that) much to the wails of a segment of Sherlock fans. It also came out that the reason Moriarty was included to begin with was that a bit of research by Mofftiss discovered that the one character all of the fans wanted to see in a Sherlock Holmes series was Moriarty. All of this was a surprised to Moffat who pointed out that Moriarty was on only in one story. But look at how many times he appears in the movies and pastiche pieces, Mr. Moffat!

It also came out that the entire bit at the end was added to the revised script because they came up with it for the audition since the only thing planned at that point was the “Gay Jim” bit. After Scott finished chewing the scenery, spitting it out, and flossing his teeth with Semtex, Mofftiss ordered some changes to The Great Game — and then had to work their way out of it.

Frankly, I feel Andrew Scott was the Best Moriarty Ever — and I grew up with all of the classic ones. The problem with the other Moriarties (is that the plural for Moriarty?) is that they were always so stuffy and pompous, which did fit in with the Victorian/Edwardian Canon, but the part missed is that he was a total psychopath. Andrew Scott’s rendition is a fabulous bat-sh** crazy psychopath (sort of the very bizarre offspring of Johnny Depp’s Hunter S. Thomson and Anthony Hopkin’s Hannibal Lecter).

And the amazing thing is that Mr. Scott seems like such a nice guy in the interviews.


I’m Sure You Can Crack the Code, Sherlock

Benedict Cumberbatch as BBC Sherlock on a contemplative pose

Rat. Wedding. Bow. A very clever game to keep the fans, and me, from getting bored, Mofftiss, but I’ll figure it out.

Let the games begin! Between flying Sherlock solutions to the Fall and scrambling to re-read all of Sir Arthur Conan Doyles Sherlock Holmes stories again to try and crack the bode, I think we’ll all be a bit busy this fall. Of course, now that Andrew Scott has admitted he knows the Secret of the Fall, he might want to make certain he doesn’t travel alone or at least keeps an eye out for bands of desperate Sherlock fans…

Meanwhile, I’ll get back to the fanfic and a couple of other things I’m working on instead of actual work. *sigh*

You’re Impersonation of An American Tourist Was a Little Too Good, Moriarty

Andrew Scott as James Moriarty in BBC Sherlock in a London ballcap and casual clothes

Ben was right. No one recognizes you when you wear a ball cap. Especially an embarrassing one. I’ll have to try a hoodie next time.

Someone should have warned Benedict Cumberbatch not to give away his secret about going about incognito. I’d highly recommend Sherlock not try this trick to avoid being recognized by John Watson…

It’s How We All Feel When We Hear That Voice, Moriarty

Andrew Scott as James Moriarty in BBC Sherlock looking ecstatic as he listens to something onhis earbuds

Shut up! I’m listening to Sherlock read the phone book.

Oh, yeah, that’s how we all feel, James.

Having discovered that Benedict Cumberbatch has done the audio versions of  some of Ngaio Marsh’s mysteries (and Ngaio Marsh being a mystery author I adore), I have already proposed another way for some of us to survive the Long Wait until Season 3 by having a knitting and tea party while we listen to Benedict Cumberbatch, he of the terribly English name and mind-meltingly fabulous British voice, read the brilliant New Zealand author of some wickedly smart, top drawer, British cozy mysteries.

Alas, it appears we must order our CDs (my dear, I want to be able to port this voice to every electronic device I own) from Amazon UK. For anyone else wishing to indulge in an audible orgy, please use the links below. Thank you!


From Amazon UK

And here’s a bit of Sherlock Holmes:

See warning note below about listening to Benedict Cumberbatch read Casanova’s story. I mean really, Shouldn’t there be some kind of warning label or something.

From Amazon US:

Okay, we take no responsibility for what happens if you listen to Benedict Cumberbatch read Casanova. I’m just warning you. (Especially if you listen while eating hot fudge sauce and whipped cream oozing down a couple of scoops of extra rich French Vanilla or Dulce de Leche ice cream…)