Other than that sister with the personality disorder who terrorized them all, killed Sherlock’s best friend, threatened to kill Sherlock, and had to be taken away.
I… don’t want to put a Tin foil hat on but in the same time… what the fuck
In that same article we get the gem above.
So they do, in fact, shoot actual fake scenes to confuse their fans. Hmm.. wonder how many other such scenes there might be out there.
Also, what the hell happened between writing S3 and S4 if, in TEH, they used external experts (I’m presuming a physicist of some sort, in this case), to ensure that the story makes logical sense that can be replicated in the real world, and then left TFP full of emmentaler-sized plot holes and things that make no sense whatsoever. Seriously, something dire must have occurred for such a drastic change to take place.
Someday 10 years from now we’ll be on some other hellsite talking about some other show, something implausible will happen, one of us will say “Eurus did it!!” and we will scream, keyboard smash and find each other again, then cling and cry like reunited siblings.
favourite scene… sherlock’s fleeting release of laughter in the face of unfathomable tragedy…
I was so focused on Mycroft’s noble attempt to take a bullet that I didn’t pay attention to Eurus’s face. That does not look like someone taking pleasure in coercing one brother into killing another. This really was a test she wanted Sherlock to pass somehow.
I thought that at first, that she’s feeling remorse. Now I’m wondering if she just isn’t feeling excluded. Sherlock and Mycroft love each other, and this scene makes that abundantly clear. They are fucking *bonding* over the torture she’s putting them through and she’s excluded. Just like she was excluded when Victor and Sherlock played without her.
I noticed it the first time and i didnt understand why wouldnt she be pleased D: it makes sense
eurus looks fucking distraught, her two brothers are standing at her mercy and she couldn’t be farther away from them than now….fuck I’m hurting inside now
She’s feeling something, and she doesn’t like it. (“Which one is pain?” This one. It’s this one right there!) It’s a crack in her armor too.
I’m haunted by something Steven Moffat said at Sherlocked last year: “It’s fiction, it doesn’t have to make sense.”
I mean, yeah, sure, it’s a great thing to say without context. Imagination has no limits. Anything’s possible, yadda yadda yadda. But the thing is, whenever you make up a story, you have to establish a set of rules first and this is going to be your framework for whatever’s coming next. You’re bound by the rules you’ve set to your fictional world and your adherence to these laws guarantees its credibility. So when you build a story centred around hard logic, tie it to reality and make your characters fight crime, you cannot just introduce new loose threads before tying up the old ones, tell your story via dream sequences and nonsensical comic relief and let someone who shot an unarmed person in the head in front of witnesses go unpunished.
Exactly this. You’re bound by the rules of the world you create, otherwise the “willing supension of disbelief” doesn’t work.
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