Alex: The Stars Are Beautiful Tonight

The Empty Hearse and His Last Vow parallels (or John Watson and the ‘two people who love him most in all this world’)

Romancing the Text: Jeremy Brett, Paper, and Sherlock Holmes

It’s late, this week is still terrible, and I’ve got some time to consider a question that has been much on my mind of late: why is it that I love watching Jeremy Brett handle paper? I’m taking it up now partly because it was always my intention, after finishing the rewatch, to write up a post about why Jeremy Brett was the definitive 20th century Sherlock Holmes. But every time I start such a post, I think, oh what’s the point, it’s all already been said, by myself even, and anyway there’s too much. I’ve formulated a hypothesis, though, which is that if I can explain why Brett’s interaction with paper is so important to my enjoyment of this show, I will probably in the process be demonstrating what it was that made his Sherlock Holmes so unique and indelible. So follow me, friends, while I unfold my crackpot theories about the romance of the material text and how it binds us to the Master Paper-Handler.

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Never posted this one because. Erm. I forgot. Anyway what if 221B got a stray cat

Say CHEESE

I find it hard to call Holmes and Watson by their first names because. Like. They aren’t my friends. They’re my strange little creatures that I observe in their little environment with a magnifying glass.

He doesn’t feel things that way… I don’t think.

mark gatiss as quincey p morris in the Dracula: penguin classics (2020) audiobook isn’t real he can’t get you