Sherlock adds complexity to a classic

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As I settle into the cushions of my couch with a bag of chips in hand, I only have one thought on my mind.

“I hope three monster energy drinks will be enough to get me through the night as I watch nine hours straight of BBC’s ‘Sherlock.’”

Five minutes into the first episode I am already falling in love with the camera work displayed throughout each scene. It gloriously highlights the emotion and confusion that I hope remain true in every episode of this show. The use of subtitles to show text messages in the show is slightly “iffy” with me. I’m not quite sure how necessary it is, but perhaps it will grow on me throughout the night.

I’ve just had my first sight of Sherlock Holmes, played flawlessly by Benedict Cumberbatch, and I am almost positive that this character is more than extremely insane — and an absolute genius. I feel like I know Dr. John Watson personally just from Holmes’ deduction of his entire life based on of a 10 second meeting.

After finishing up the first episode at about 11:30 p.m. I am realizing that I haven’t moved at all in over an hour, probably due to the perfection of this show. So much character development was just shoved down my throat in such a short time that I’m fairly certain if I were to go to sleep now, I’d dream of these characters. Fortunately, I still have five episodes to go.

Three bags of chips and the last of my energy drinks later, I am almost completely through the entire series of Sherlock.  I must say, this is one of the most amazing shows I have ever seen, which explains why I was so easily pulled away from my keyboard for the past few hours. This is a masterpiece in almost every aspect; my only complaint is the acting of many of the villains throughout the series. The main characters were portrayed by actors that made the villains look like middle school drama members. No offense to any long-term drama students.

The only exception to this one rule is James Moriarty (Andrew Scott), who is portrayed so expertly he makes Cumberbatch’s acting look like child’s play. If it means anything, Cumberbatch is one of the greatest actors I’ve ever bore witness to. The personality of this classic villain defeats that of every other portrayal of the genius criminal mastermind I’ve seen.

Other than the bad acting of the other minor villains, Sherlock is masterfully done in every aspect. The music playing in the background could get my heart racing when needed, or slow it down after an intense scene, along with help from the camera working I mentioned earlier. Every single detail, no matter how small it seemed, ultimately led up to something big, and every word spoken is important.

I won’t go into much detail of the implied “relationship” between Holmes and Watson, or the one between Holmes and Moriarty, so if anyone wants to know more about that, they can go watch the show for themselves. Every episode is on Netflix, and each one is worth watching. Time for me  to watch the last one.

Credits roll across the screen of my TV after the last episode ends, and I am left wanting to scream at the electronic until they bring me season 3. Please disregard every single thing I said in the previous paragraph. If you value any ounce of sanity to still cling to in your sometimes seemingly mediocre life, do not watch this show. In the span of a single night I have fallen in love with these characters only to have my hopes and dreams shattered in front of my eyes.

I am almost positive that the creators of this show did this on purpose: they wanted to make viewers insane, and they accomplished it so effortlessly I can’t help but stand back in respect, awe and fear. This show is 99% perfect, and if anyone is already mentally unstable you shouldn’t have much to lose by watching this. Anyone else is at a high risk of attempting to fly off the top of a building.

Please remember: humans are not birds.