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This whole post is pretty much one giant spoiler for the tail end of “His Last Vow” and everything leading up to it. If you haven’t seen it and are avoiding spoilers, you should probably stop reading now.

Still with me? You’re sure you don’t want to stay spoiler-free? Good.

Setting aside certain not-dead-after-all (perhaps) consulting criminals, the very last scene in “His Last Vow” gives us Sherlock, John, and Mary saying goodbye at an airstrip. Sherlock has shot an unarmed Charles Augustus Magnussen in front of dozens of MI6 types. The audience expects him to go to jail. I’m sure Sherlock expects a life sentence somewhere thoroughly boring; his last words to John outside Magnussen’s house certainly gives that impression. Instead, he’s being sent on what Sherlock and the audience knows is a suicide mission in eastern Europe. John doesn’t know that aspect of things, but Shelrock does tell him, quite plainly, that this will be the last time they’ll ever meet. The game, in Sherlock’s words, is over.

It should be a gut-wrenching scene on par with John’s eulogy at the end of “Reichenbach.” But it isn’t, at least on first glance. I’ve seen lots of fans of the show get quite frustrated, because to them it simply doesn’t seem like John cares about Sherlock any more. This is the man who he bawled for two years over losing, who just sacrificed himself again for John’s future, and he’s… discussing baby names? Really?

Hold on to that fantasy, if you can. When the truth (or what I think is true) hit me, the only thing keeping me from screaming was that I was in public. I’m not exaggerating on that none.

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I’ve fangirled (when did that become a verb) with the best of them over the first two BBC Sherlock episodes. As a fan, I liked them, really liked them. They’re fun and lighthearted and approachable in so many ways, and still felt true to the characters built up over the series if not the Doyle stories. Sherlock is more pulled toward actually caring about people in a variety of ways than I can imagine the Doyle character ever being, and much more human in his own unique way. But that’s not actually unique to the new series, is it? This is a retelling of the Sherlock Holmes mythos more than an adaptation of those stories, I’ve always felt, so I’ve always been prepared to give Moffat and Gatiss a fair amount of leeway in that department.

Still, there’s something about this first episode that isn’t sitting well with me at all. In two days the BBC is about to lay the finale and inevitable cliffhanger on us, and I rather suspect that’s where peoples’ focuses will be in the upcoming weeks. Rightly so, if previous series are any judge. So before everyone’s attention gets diverted, I’d like to try to work out why something about The Empty Hearse simply refuses to sit well with me. Major spoilers for TEH, and possibly minor ones for TSOT, behind the cut.

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Since Sherlock’s third series is about to be released in the UK next week but won’t be available to American viewers until mid-January, Pinterest is trying to figure out how to handle the spoilers question. Specifically, people are taking it upon themselves to post things like this:

For my non-fannish friends, a spoiler is a detail about a movie, book, TV show, etc. that people wouldn’t want to encounter before they’ve had the chance to see it themselves. It’s important when people discuss these things because no one wants to be the person who told a kid that Santa doesn’t really exist before they discover it themselves. So it’s customary, when you’re discussing something that’s just been released (or e.g. the later parts of a book that’s still having its movie version released serially like with The Hobbit or The Hunger Games) and when you want to discuss specifics, you put in a spoiler warning. Usually you type something like

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or just put the spoiler-containing text behind what’s called a cut, where someone must click a link to read the rest of the entry. The point is to give people who don’t want to read such things a chance to close their eyes and scroll past what you’re about to say.

I don’t have any problem with this. It’s basic courtesy, I think. I actively sought them out for Sherlock’s series three myself since it gave me something to speculate about and helped me anticipate the show a little bit more. But I can completely understand why someone who’d waited TWO WHOLE YEARS and had a Brit give away the episode endings before it was even available in your country. I’d be rightly frustrated. I’d be a little less rightly frustrated (but still understandably so) if I was American and so was used to being the first to get this kind of thing. Add to that the fact that Pinterest, the site these images are appearing on, really doesn’t give you a way to insert spoiler warnings. It’s just a set of images with text at the bottom. No way to warn someone about spoilers that I can see, until they’ve already seen it.

So I have a lot of sympathy for American Sherlock fans worried about spoilers on Pinterest. I understand why they’d urge their UK counterparts (and those clever American fans who exploit viewing options of a dubious legal nature) to do what they can to hide spoilers. I can’t promise I won’t be one of those clever Americans, so I plan on taking some steps to mark my spoilers as well as I can. Posting a notice that the board may contain spoilers come January 1, changing the board name to reflect that, etc. Like I said, I’m on board with letting people choose whether they want to see spoilers or not. This meme, though, does something rather different. It tells people not to post spoilers at all – that doing that makes them a jerk.

And that’s just not cool.

It’s telling people how they’re allowed to use a public site, which strikes me as chutzpah in the extreme. It’s calling them a jerk, and name-calling of any sort just doesn’t sit well with me. And it’s doing a somewhat milder version of what those “jerks” who post about episodes before other people have had a chance to see them are doing. If anything, it’s crueller or at least cruel in a different way: if you think waiting three more weeks is tough, imagine having seen the episodes and not being allowed to react to them publicly.

I suppose on the scale of global atrocities, this is small potatoes. Still, it really does bother me because it’s some people telling others how they can use a public board. That seems really very manipulative, getting close to bullying to me. But then I sometimes think we bend over a bit backwards to accommodate spoiler-warnings. It makes sense to do that a bit because it really can be a huge letdown to look forward to something and in most contexts (not Pinterest, but other sites) it’s not so hard to slap up a warning.

Still, if you’re really that concerned about being spoiled there is a way to avoid that: unplug from the site for the three-week window when some people will have been exposed to the new series and will be (we can only hope justifiably) so over-the-moon excited that it’s physically painful not to share the wonderfulness. It’s realistic to ask for as much accommodation as the technology allows; it’s not to call people jerks for not using it in a way that works well with your situation.

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tumblr_lx8psnIPDH1qh6x31o2_500I’ve been rewatching the first two Sherlock series getting ready for series three, and it’s amazing the things you notice after taking some time off. The Cluedo board pinned against the wall, the skull wearing a Santa hat, the absolute idiocy of Mycroft (I mean, really? Calling your kid brother in to a league he clearly wasn’t ready for is one thing but not warning him about the international element? Muttering code words in his presence?). John’s facial expressions deserve an elegy all to themselves. They’re marvelous.

(Also? Spoilers for Belgravia and vauge ones for Reichenback. So read with caution.)

What really struck me, though, was the complete lack of any kind of central plot, or even much of a connection to the later episodes at all.

Belgravia is extremely episodic. You start with the resolution of the swimming pool and its bizarre ending which, granted, needed to happen. Then there’s all of the rejected cases which are fleshed out in some detail, culminating in the dead hiker. That case was amusing, particularly John’s reactions to Sherlock over the internet, and Lestrade’s initial warning to the local DI, and the fact that Sherlock describes their client the way he does in front of said client is downright hilarious. I laughed out loud at all of those pats. But the thing is, it doesn’t really contribute to any central plot, except to give Sherlock and Irene something specific to discuss later on. Then there’s the whole episode at Buckingham Palace: again, highly amusing (the ashtray? the sheet? the… okay, I’ll stop from rehearsing every detail) but not exactly moving anything forward. And on down the line. There’s no real central crime to solve, no real case holding the whole thing together. And the closest we get to that – who exactly is Irene Adler and to what degree should we trust her? – is one that Sherlock pretty much fails at. He doesn’t work out that she’s not dead; he doesn’t work out she’s a criminal in her own way and so shouldn’t be trusted; he doesn’t even realize she’s not in love with him, or doesn’t seem to. I suppose that last one’s a debatable point, but more simply, he certainly doesn’t get this whole showdown is at least as much about Mycroft as it is about Sherlock.

The whole thing felt more like a melodrama than a crime drama, to be clear. In many ways the humor and the sheer busyness of the episode seemed like a distraction. I suspect there are several things going on here that the viewer is perhaps not supposed to notice:

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Last night Steven Moffat & Co. shared a seven minute mini-episode of Sherlock, as a kind of Christmas gift for the Sherlock fans. You can watch it here (at least in the US) and I know it’s also available on the BBC Red Box service. I’ve bounced in my seat collectively with other fans, I’ve cried, I’ve rewatched it a few times – and, me being me and Sherlock being Sherlock, I’ve thought Deep Thoughts (TM). Aside from all the lovely moments that fans are rightly excited about, I think there’s a rather profound statement being made about two different kinds of faith. It may be unintentional but I still think it’s worth teasing out.

Obviously, there will be SPOILERS from this point on, both for the minisode and also for “Reichenbach.”

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As just_ann_now helpfully informed me, the Sherlock Christmas special is now online. Four Baker Street Boys and an episode title worthy of an award: it’s Christmas!

Must say, the fact that it’s Anderson after the latest trailer? I tremble to think of the state of Tumblr right now…

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I am a Sherlock fan. You know, just in case there was any doubt. For most of you that read this blog regularly I really doubt there will be much of a question on that point, because I talk about it a fair amount around here. But this post is also written for the December 2013 synchroblog and I hope some people will read this who wouldn’t regularly, so perhaps it’s a connection worth making explicit.

(Also: major spoilers both for Reichenbach, minor for the series three trailers)

This month, Synchrobloggers were invited to talk about the topic of “coming home.” I suspect a lot of participants will write about happy memories of family holidays and what it means to come home. That kind of thing. But for me, the phrase evokes happy thoughts of a different sort: Sherlock is coming home. Really. Fans of the BBC show have been waiting for nearly two years for the resolution of one of the most gut-wrenching season finales I’ve ever witnessed, and that led to Sherlock having to fake his own death. (If he refused, Moriarty had assassins set to kill the people closest to him.) The series ends with Sherlock throwing himself off the roof of St. Bart’s, in front of John no less – and then in the final seconds we see he’s actually alive.

And… roll credits. Begin one of those long periods of waiting where shows of the show wonder just how the show-creators would work their way out of this. Sherlock is still alive, which is good, but also forced to hide himself away and estrange him from everyone in his life. His friends and family will go on believing he really died. And then, because two years pass by between that moment in series two and when we take up the story again in series three, people will move on.

Can you ever really go home again, though? The trailer for the new series includes includes a truly heart-breaking moment where Sherlock talks about going back to Baker Street and surprising John. But of course John doesn’t live there anymore. He’s moved on with his life. It’s been two years. But from Sherlock’s perspective, he’s been away and so he’s caught offguard that things have also moved on in his absence.

I think a lot of people dream of going home at Christmas and getting back to an almost nostalgic past of good conversation and spending time with people you love. But even if your home situation is a good one (which it isn’t always, and that makes the holidays particularly difficult for some), I often wonder how well we ever can go home again? Even if home stays the same, I’m not the same person I was all those years ago. And even if I stay more or less the same, home seems to always change in my absence. I can certainly go somewhere, and it can be good for quite a few people. But is it ever coming home, coming back to that same place I remember in my rose-tinted memories?

Probably not. Because even if we had the best reasons in the world to go away, after two years away the John’s in our life will have moved on. They have to. Because, as Heraclitus puts it (I’m paraphrasing), No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.

This is worth thinking about theologically, and I’m certainly glad the Synchroblog asked this question. Many Christians look forward to the Kingdom of God as a return to Eden, as a homecoming, as quite literally a re-turning toward home. I’m not sure, though, that such a return is ever really possible. Like Sherlock we may have had the best of reasons to turn away. Or the worst reasons. The why we were separated doesn’t really matter; the that is sufficient to change what we had into something we can’t return to.

Of course, even if Sherlock and John hadn’t been driven apart by that swan-dive off St. Bart’s, there’s no way they would have been the same men two years later that they were at that point in their life. They would have grown apart, perhaps, or grown together into something else entirely. And that thing might have been better, or worse, or equally good in a different way. So it is with us: we cannot return to that moment of innocence in the garden, because the way things were is always stuck in the past. But that doesn’t mean we can’t come back into communion with God and with the people in our lives we want to see next week. It can be good again, even better – but it probably can’t be the same.

That actually strikes me as very good news. How awful would it be if we were stuck in a world of how-things-were, now that we’ve grown into something better (I can only hope) that doesn’t really fit there anymore? Any homecoming worthy of the Kingdom of God won’t be a coming again to the home we remember, but to a home worthy of the people God is making us into.

But that hardly strikes me as a bad thing. A bit scary, perhaps, but certainly worth the adventure. Actually, as a certain ex-army doctor would put it, that’s fantastic.

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You can find the other contributions to this Synchroblog here. I’ll add a link of all participants when I am back at a computer connection tomorrow evening.

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I’m supposed to be sleeping, or at least tidying up the packing (so nearly there!), but I thought some of you might find Leah’s recent post over at Patheos on the way different fantasy series relate to morality.

http://www.patheos.com/blogs/unequallyyoked/2013/12/raising-the-stakes-in-stories.html

To my great shame, out of the books and series she mentions, I’ve only read the Harry Potter books and of course The Hobbit. I read Narnia in middle school but found it too allegorical for my tastes and never reread as an adult so I don’t think that counts. that said, I think her basic point here is a good one. Raising the stakes doesn’t have to mean bitter, fate-of-the-world type possible outcomes, and I’m with Leah on Harry Potter: as much as I loved the series and as much as I would have read all of those thousands of pages just to see Snape’s true story unfold, I was deeply disappointed with the way Rowlings handled Harry’s virtue in that final book, particularly his willingness to use a Cruciatus with no apparent regret.He was so ready to stick to his principles even when it might mean his death as a kid, and did it in the final book without a qualm, making those principles seem almost like a childish thing. Which was just disheartening, because they’re not.

(Major spoilers for The Hobbit book; minor for DOS film)

HobbitBilboFaceBigPostersoloHDfullThis is why I find it so interesting she points to The Hobbit as an example here but doesn’t really develop it. Because while I haven’t read The Wizard’s Dilemma (a fault soon to be remedied), I have read The Hobbit many times, and Bilbo strikes me as a character who does a remarkable job of holding onto his virtue. Just before the Battle of the Five Armies Bilbo steals the Arkenstone; turns it over to Gandalf, Thranduil, and Bard; and then rather than hiding behind enemy lines goes back to take his position with his companions. He only ‘deserts” when Thorin chases him off, and even at that point where he could have perhaps fled the battle he takes a last stand with the people he recognizes as noblest, most good: Thranduil and his elves, and Gandalf. He also is able to think well of Thorin and honor him on his death-bed even after all that happened, and after the great battle, after he’s given up his claim to a share of the treasure-horde, he still feels he has a debt to pay to Thranduil and pays it (interestingly, a “a necklace of silver and pearls” given to him by Dain which reminds me vaguely of the gemstones referenced by movie!Thranduil for some reason).

The only treasure Bilbo brings back with him are from the troll-horde. That fits, because you never get the impression that book!Bilbo is all that driven by wealth, as he’s quite rich already. Rather, it seems to be a moral impulse toward adventure, toward doing something noteworthy and experiencing the larger world and (in the movies, at least) helping strangers get the home that’s been taken from them. not that money is itself a bad motivator, but Bilbo seems to recognize its proper place. He wants his share as a recognition of his worth, but he also is willing to give it up when he thinks it will prevent a bloodbath. I even suspect he’d rather give up his share than see all those good people of Laketown suffer the way they do. In the book in particular, he has much more reason to be genuinely fond of them than he does in the movie. Even years later at the Long-expected Party, he thinks back in fondness to that point in his adventure.

It will be really interesting to see how Jackson handles this or (more likely) in just what way he’ll fundamentally mess it up. So far we’ve been given two main examples of Bilbo’s use of violence: when he was willing to fight to save Thorin at the end of AUJ, and when he attacked the spiders in Mirkwood, including that baby spider I described in my recent review. The first one was a mark of his worth; the second genuinely disgusted him and he seemed to repent of it. But given the way these flicks are going (the soaring decapitated heads? Really?), I’m guessing Bilbo will have some great act of heroism (meaning violence) to perform in TAB. For my money, though, Bilbo nailed the courage thing when he gave generously in a way that put him in danger; returned to his friends because that’s where his loyalty was; and fought beside the people he recognized as good when he was driven away from his companions. That’s virtue enough for anyone, most of all a hobbit who never had any reason to expect to make these kinds of sacrifices.

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On a different note, I’m working on an essay on the Thranduil of the books and I’ve collected up some of the major quotes about him. If anyone wants to look over them and let me know if I missed anything, I’d be grateful. I’d be even more grateful if you’d just talk shop with me. Tell me a bit about how you imagined the character before the movies, and why. I’ll be traveling tomorrow, so I may not answer right away, or even at all, but if you guys want to discuss this character in my absence and give me something to read when I get back to a computer, I’d really appreciate it.

(I may use what you say in the essay I’m working on, so if you’d prefer I didn’t please do mention it in your comment.)

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Recently I’ve been having some interesting discussions about slash fiction, particularly why I identify as a Johnlocker. In the Sherlock fandom, that’s someone who prefers to think of John and Sherlock as a romantic couple (and read fanfic about them as the same). Check out the comments in this recent post for more of that discussion. Anyway, some of my reasons:

1. There’s enough material in the canon (BBC, not Doyle) that hints at a romantic relationship, it’s neat to play with those bits. I know I’ve linked to this video before, but in case you haven’t seen it, this is a good compilation of some of those canon bits I’m talking about. But as a starting point: Mycroft, Mrs. Hudson, Sally, Irene, the British Press Corps, even John’s

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2. At the time of the canon (through series two), this relationship is probably the most profoundly important one in either of their lives. But it’s also by its nature probably not permanent, at least in its current form. Imagining them as people who would go on living together, perhaps adopting and raising a kid together and eventually retiring together is wonderfully sweet and satisfying, and seems to give this relationship the permanence I want to imagine for it. Culturally, that’s easiest to do in the terms of a romantic relationship.

3. The best Johnlock stories don’t always write them as straight romance. I’m more drawn to what I’ve affectionately taken to calling “Graylock” stories – fic about a friendship so close it makes one or both of them question whether it crosses into romance, or what difference it would make if they did have a romantic or sexual relationship. (Example, in comic form – this could be read as romance… or not.) The thing is that Johnlock stories are the one asking how close can this relationship get and still be friendship, or even whether there is a limit (is it a matter of if we get more emotionally intimate or entwine our lives more, then it will count as romance? Is romance just desiring sex, or a certain emotion, or what exactly?) Given how much of the show is about emotion and whether you can be fully human without experiencing emotions and particular love, this is a hugely important question with this show.

It also intrigues me philosophically: what is the nature of love? Of romantic versus platonic love? Do they run parallel to each other, or is one a lower/less intense version of things? I was just starting to fine-tune a syllabus that would be at least half about different types of love (and that’s not including the Augustine, which was officially about free will but love was certainly part of that whole story). So this is a topic I’m interested in outside of fanfic.

4. Having conversations with fannish friends about a lot of shows, I’ve noticed a frustration among people when a certain close friendship is written as romance – a lot of people seem to think this is less pure or noble than a friendship for friendship’s sake. Romance is a step down. Given the way in the Sherlock fandom most of the women characters are making moony eyes at Sherlock, talking about romance as a lesser form of love always strikes me as vaguely misogynist. Unintentionally, I’m sure, and it may be all in my head. But I can’t in good conscience go around thinking that it would lessen Sherlock and John’s friendship if they were romantically involved.

5. In my experience people who write John and Sherlock as romance think of them as one possible interpretation among many, whereas people who prefer to think of him as heterosexual or asexual seem to get frustrated at the idea that he’s not that way; it’s more of an exclusive interpretation Again, this is not intended as a blanket statement and is just my (limited!) experience. But part of why I so enjoy conversations and enjoying fan-creations (fanart, fanfic, etc.) is because it opens me up to alternate possibilities I don’t consider seriously otherwise. So as I’ve experienced it, people who enjoy Johnlock are much more in line with how I approach fandom than people who see him as heterosexual or simply not into romance at all.

Believe it or not, I didn’t sit down to write out why I tend to approach the characters in this way, though I found it interesting to do this. What I wanted to talk about, and what I see reflected in this list, are the ways our interpretations of different characters and story dynamics and the like have to do with… well, more than the original story. When I think about (say) Denethor, I will emphasize certain aspects of his character that are barely mentioned in the books (he’s a master of lore of the city, he’s more like Faramir’s character than Boromir’s) and underemphasize others. There’s a lot of willing when it comes to how I think of different people and events. And a lot of it has to do with my values and my experiences in the group of people talking about it more than anything in the original canon.

So this got me wondering – am I the only one? Are there things about your interpretation of Tolkien or Sherlock or whatever else that you find have more to do with who you are or what you want than what’s actually in the book or the novel. What else shapes the way you read the book? And how is the way you read the book or watch the show etc. different from the way you choose to work with the characters as a fanfic author?

Inquiring minds and all that.

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Earlier today, I saw two different versions of this meme:

Something about this particular meme always puts me on edge. It’s the passive-aggressive line of the “So sue me” bit, I think, along with the mean-spirited comments that people seem to put in their own comments when they describe it, usually either attacking the intelligence or the respect for canon of people who prefer a bit of Johnlock. The picture itself gets associated with that feeling of being attacked after a while, I think. Today I saw it twice, as I said. The first was the normal slam: that two men could share a flat without it being romantic, why couldn’t people see the true value of deep friendship, etc. That left me as frustrating as this picture ever does. But the second? It wanted a Sherlock/Molly wedding because that would make the poster very happy.

At which point I started giggling like a giggling thing. The juxtaposition was just too much.

For the uninitiated: Fans of the BBC Sherlock show seem pretty well divided into different subgroups by our “ships,” which are the characters we typically like to imagine being in romantic relationships with. It’s kind of like being an Elvis or Pat Boone fan back in the day. The biggest one by a long shot is Johnlock (John and Sherlock), and it’s so influential that a lot of people who don’t imagine them together feel the need to make that fact plain. Some people view Sherlock as asexual, not interested in romance at all, but with fans of the BBC series, it seems much more common to say Sherlock and John are just friends because Sherlock’s true luv is someone else entirely. Almost always a woman; usually Molly Hooper, the lab pathologist he rubs elbows with quite often at St. Bart’s. (She’s an addition to the Doyle canon, but a much-needed one in my opinion.)

Let’s get it out of the way: Molly Hooper, quite simply, is awesome. [Language warning] This is the woman who saw Sherlock whip a corpse and asked him out. She dumped the world’s only consulting criminal and faked the death of a man whose best friend is a doctor trained in trauma and whose brother is the British government. I have nothing but love and respect for Molly Hooper’s strength and intelligence.

(If you’re looking for an explanation in fic form of just why Molly Hooper is so far beyond awesome, you really should read The Mourning Woman by M_Leigh. It’s fairly short, G-rated, and one of the best character studies I’ve read in a long time.)

And really, if someone wants to pair her off with Sherlock, my response isn’t going to be to wrinkle my nose and question whether you’ve properly understood the characters, much less why you think every woman who crosses Sherlock’s path has to be a romantic interest. (I could; of the female characters in Sherlock, the only two who aren’t often interpreted as head-over-heels for him is Mrs. Hudson.) Rather, I’ll probably say: “Convince me.” It’s the same approach I took with Tolkien-based fic. I could never imagine Legolas and Arwen as an item, or Aragorn and Finduilas – until someone made it work wonderfully for me. And Molly has more than enough redeeming qualities that she’s every inch Sherlock’s intellectual equal. Emotionally, she has a history of being a bit of a pushover and I prefer her as Sherlock’s friend rather than his romantic partner, but I’m also very convinceable on this point.

Personally, I’m a bit of a Johnlock shipper within the BBC verse and prefer to think of him as asexual in the context of the Doyle stories. Like the second meme-sharer who wanted a Sherlock/Molly wedding, it’s not because I think either approach is necessarily wrong; it’s because imagining them making a life together makes me happy. I don’t even necessarily need it to be romantic, much less sexual; it’s just that I get more of that sense of longevity and devotion in the stories that work this as a romantic relationship. So many Johnlock stories live right on the line between deep friendship and romance anyway; quite a few look at the difference between the two types of love as a theme and ask when exacty that line was crossed, if it exists at all. Stories about Sherlock and John in some degree of romantic love simply seem to do a better job of honoring the fact that, at this point in their lives, this is the most important relationship for both Sherlock and John. “I was so alone, and you gave me so much,” indeed.

(Spoilers for series three from this point on, from what I’ve gleaned from the trailers and publicity photos.)

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Earlier this week I stumbled across an interesting (old, but new to me) article where Benedict Cumberbatch talks about how he thinks of his Sherlock character’s sexuality. He said:

He’s repressed his sexual drive and a lot of other things in his life, simply because he doesn’t want to waste his time. The man’s too busy to have sex – that’s really what it is. Not every man has a sex drive that needs to be attended to. Like a lot of things in his life where he’s purposely dehumanised himself, it’s to do with not wanting the stuff that is time-wasting, that’s messy. That goes for certain relationships as well as sexual intimacy. To the Victorian eye he’s an eccentric, but I think he has purposely repressed those things. [emphasis mine]

The article summarizes Benedict’s comments as “almost asexual so he can commit himself to working out the mysteries.” But that strikes me as really a very misleading summary of these comments, and it rests on a misunderstanding of what it means to be asexual.

In the Arthur Conan Dolyle originals, I can’t remember seeing a single reference to Sherlock ever having a girlfriend or a boyfriend. That’s not so odd; Watson is described in The Sign of Four as a man with “an experience of women which extends over many nations and three separate continents“, but we never really see him go on a date or hear the details of his romantic life. He’s obviously married at least once (and arguably several times), but Doyle hardly seems interested to keep track of the details, let alone using them to develop these details into part of his characterization.

What does this have to do with Sherlock and asexuality? Well, when it comes to Doyle, absence of evidence simply isn’t evidence of absence. It’s obviously not proof of it, either. I personally see three real interpretations of Sherlock’s romantic interest and sexuality:

1. Sherlock is just as driven to romance and sex as any other man of his time. He has relationships; they’re simply not Doyle’s focus and so don’t get mentioned.

2. Sherlock has at least a moderate sex drive but he’s more driven to solve cases. He suppresses that sex drive so as to avoid the attraction.

3. Sherlock genuinely isn’t interested in sex or romance. He wouldn’t pursue relationships even if they didn’t interfere with his work.

Phrases like “just as driven to ______ as any other man of his time” don’t really strike me as a good description of Holmes. It’s a possibility for people who want to take it, but not how I see Holmes. For me, the really interesting choice is between the second two options. Is Sherlock simply not interested in sex at all, or is he choosing to suppress those desires for some reason?

2383218In the quote above, Benedict Cumberbatch seems to point to both interpretations, and I don’t think both can be true. If Sherlock genuinely lacks “a sex drive that needs to be attended to,” that’s coming close to how I understand asexuality. The FAQ at the Asexual Visibility and Education Network is a good resource on this topic. As I understand it, asexuality where you simply don’t experience sexual attraction to other people. Asexuals often form romantic attachments and some even have sex for non-sexual reasons (to satisfy or express love for their partner, to conceive a child, etc.) There are also some people who identify as asexual (sometimes as gray-sexual) when they go through both sexual and asexual phases.

The key thing for the purposes of Sherlock: being asexual doesn’t mean you experience sexual attraction and choose not to fulfill it or choose something else that’s more important to you – it means you simply don’t experience sexual attraction. You can enjoy the aesthetics of a beautiful body, you can have romantic relationships, you can even have sex for reasons other than because you feel sexual attraction. Some asexuals aren’t driven romantically at all; others simply don’t want sex, at least not for the same reasons as sexual people do. And to be absolutely clear: you can be asexual and gay or straight or bi or any other orientation you could think of. This is about whether you want to have sex and why, not who you want to have it with (or more commonly, who you want to form a romantic relationship with, whether it’s sexual or not.

The second possibility is that Sherlock actually is sexually attracted to people but that he’s sublimated this attraction. This seems to be the line that the BBC is taking in the scene at Angelo’s in “A Study in Pink”:

Sherlock’s description of being “married to his work” are particularly interesting to me because they call to mind the idea I’ve heard from a nun friend that nuns often consider themselves “brides of Christ.” It’s not so much that they aren’t sexual or romantic in any way; a nun can be just as sexually interested as any other person. However, they choose to take that sexual attraction and turn it into something else. This is quite different from an asexual, who wouldn’t have any sexual interest to be sublimating in this way.

As much as I wish Sherlock really was asexual (I love the idea that you can have a full life that’s not built around romance, as I’m not particularly romantically driven myself), I really don’t think that’s what the BBC version is giving us. The BBC version of Sherlock has a strong intellectual understanding of sex if his conversation with Mycroft in “A Scandal in Belgravia” is to be taken literally, and he has no problem being sexually attracted to Irene Adler. (I mean, the dream; his reaction to waking up; the scene where he’s just passing out…) He’s downright tender with Molly, and as for John, well, there’s enough subtext there to make a five-course meal if you were so inclined. The BBC version of Sherlock seems much more like someone who’s chosen some type of celibacy rather than a true asexual. Though out of fairness, asexuality is more of a spectrum than a yes/no identity, just as I believe hetero-, bi-, and homosexuality are. Sherlock probably has a lower sex drive than most people do if he’s willing to suppress it in the interests of his work. So he may be edging towards the asexual end of the spectrum to begin with. But really, at least in the BBC version, it seems like the it’s a willful choice, not a complete lack of sexual feeling, that’s driving this character.

Here’s the interesting thing: this isn’t the only bit of his humanity Sherlock has suppressed to become the best consulting detective possible. In “The Great Game” John chastises him for not caring about the people he hurts, and by the end of that episode he sees to John rather than chasing after Moriarty. Mycroft tells him, and Sherlock agrees, that sentiment is a defect rather than a strength, but in Baskerville Sherlock readily admits that he has at least one true friend he cares about. And Reichenbach… do we really need to go into how Reichenbach is all about the importance of sentiment and human connection?

My take: Sherlock has a moderate to low sex drive. He’s not a true asexual, but he finds it messy (emotionally and physically) and certainly not as important as other more intellectual priorities. I can see him having sex to learn what it feels like and he’s certainly able to use his sexuality to get what he wants (c.f. pretty much all of Molly’s season one appearances, particularly in “The Blind Banker”). On the gay/straight/whatever question, I don’t think he fits into any of those camps neatly because he seems more drawn to intelligence and character that excites him than to anything physical – which could just as easily be found in a man as in a woman, and isn’t really an attraction to them as their gender but is organized on some other line of attraction entirely. I also believe he has a relationship with Watson that functions like an old married couple, both emotionally and practically, whether or not there’s actual romance at the center of it. For the interested, I talked more about my thoughts on this point in my recent post, “In Which I Declare my Tenancy on the Good HMS Johnlock.”

Here’s the thing, though. That’s just my take. Yes, I’ve read every Doyle story I could get my hands on years ago and am currently (slowly) working my way back through them. Yes, I’ve watched the BBC episodes entirely too many times to admit it in writing and am also making progress on the Brett series, at the suggestion of a friend. I have theories and speculation and ideas, but they are really just one person’s ideas. Benedict Cumberbatch perhaps has special insight into how Steven Moffat and the rest of the BBC crew are thinking about Holmes. He certainly has as much exposure to Doyle as I do (I believe he read all the Doyle stories to prepare for the role?). But he doesn’t have any monopoly on ways to interpret the original character. I’d even say that once you put your own version out there, you almost have to expect that other people will build on it and read it in their own ways, though those other people (subcreators, to borrow JRRT’s term) shouldn’t really expect their personal interpretations to be reflected in the canon or in other peoples’ read of the character.

Let me put it more simply: there’s more than enough Sherlock to go around. Write him as sexual to more or less degrees who chooses to be celibate for the sake of his work. Pair him with John, or Irene, or Molly, or Sally, or Lestrade, or Moriarty, or the Doctor, or Dumbledore, or whomever else catches your fancy. Convince me. (Some will take more convincing than others.) Make him a true asexual if you like – not an impossible sell by any means, even if it’s not the route my brain takes most naturally.

Just don’t write him as actually liking that death frisbee-thing, and I think we’re cool.

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Because I had to go in to Manhattan to retrieve my keys this afternoon, I decided to catch a showing of The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. One benefit of living in New York is lots of early-bird screenings (officially, the movie opened at midnight tonight, I think). My particular screening had a phalanx of what I can only assume were teenage girls who screamed every time the Gale actor came on screen, like you see in old video clips of Elvis concerts. It did break the mood, but that’s obviously not the movie’s fault. Aside from that… B, maybe B+, for the movie itself. My spoilerific thoughts behind the cut.

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Nov. 19th, 2013 06:39 pm
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This is me, with no brushing or hairspray this morning. Fantastic!

Am I the only one noticing a certain resemblance to a certain Scottish-brogue-turned-not-a-martian? It’s perhaps telling that my fannish reference point has turned from Harry Potter’s coif in Goblet of Fire. To the doctor. Still a 221B girl, but in a hiatus this long, Moffat is Moffat.

Now I must go. It’s a Manhattan day: therapy, then E&E reading group, then (maybe) movies. We’ll see how my energy holds. But as for now: somewhere there’s danger; somewhere there’s injustice; somewhere else the tea’s getting cold. Somehow I know lines like this without looking them up. Having just seen two episodes of Nine and a season and a half of Ten. Because in fandom, apparently, Moffat is Moffat. Also, because Doctor Who really kind of rocks, in any regeneration.

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One of the biggest questions in the Sherlock fandom is whether to “ship” John and Sherlock. In fandom lingo, that roughly means whether you characterize them (in your thoughts, your fanwork, etc.) as more than just really good friends. I’ve always said that to my mind, Arthur Conan Doyle wrote them as very close but Platonic friends, and that in the BBC version Watson is thoroughly heterosexual while Sherlock is simply not interested in sex. I still stand by those statements, as an interpretations of the ACD and BBC canon.

However.

I’ve grown incredibly frustrated with having to say the words “I’m not a Johnlock shipper, but…” For one thing, I’ve been reading a lot of Sherlock fanfiction, including a fair bit of Johnlock. Not because I’ve sought it out, precisely, but because it’s been recommended to me. Also, because it’s usually a better bit in any given fanfic that Johnlock will get the intensity of the relationship and the way the two men in the BBC series rely on each other to deal with their respective psychological problems and find a degree of healing, much more than I’ve seen in non-romantic looks at this relationship. As I’ve thought about the nature of friendship and read that A.C. Grayling book getting ready to blog about it, one of the things I’ve been struck by is how thin the line between intense friendship and romantic attachment can be. A friendship can be complete and good without having anything to do with romance or sex, of course. But the things that make it complete are usually at the heart of a good Johnlock romance, too.

That’s only half the problem, though. Increasingly I’ve noticed an undercurrent to the people who say they don’t view John and Sherlock as romantically involved. To be clear, this isn’t everyone. I’m sure some people reading this who’ve watched the show see John and Sherlock as just truly good friends without John. There’s a part of me that finds that attractive, because as someone with very low sex drive myself (I’m much more interested in sexuality and gender as abstract topics rather than actually having a relationship of any kind), I find it very attractive that someone could have a full life without it revolving around sex. It’s affirming.

But there are also some circles where saying you’re not a Johnlock shipper takes on a much uglier tone. There’s almost a defiance, a self-martyrdom involved. And there’s almost always a certainty that they’re more serious, more faithful than people who choose to write or think of John and Sherlock as romantic partners. Here are just some of the memes I’ve seen that made this point today:

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Someone painted a slightly crooked smiley-face on the Fordham Road median sometime in the last week. As a Responsible Adult (TM) I keep thinking I should object – how reckless! – but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t earn a smile. Not my work, honest.

On a related note, the “Moriarty was real” written on the exposed-wood wall in the bathrooms? No comment. But I was pleased to see someone had answered my the graffiti with, of all things, “Allonsy!”

Also, I saw my little black squirrel of Mirkwood today: an unusually large squirrel with very dark brown or even black fur that peers down on me from the shadows of a certain tree, and will even pelt me when nuts when he’s in a certain mood. Remind you of anyone, precious? Hadn’t seen him in a while.

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A friend has a kid dressing up as a traffic light, which reminded me of this meme:

For those whose eyes aren’t quite so great:

Stop says the red light, go says the green
Wait says the yellow light, twinkling in between

KNEEL, SAYS THE DEMON LIGHT
WITH ITS EYES OF COAL
SAURON KNOWS YOUR LICENSE PLATE
AND STARES INTO YOUR SOUL

I’m trying to be more conscious of the fact that funny pictures, like fanfic and other creative work, were actually put together by a clever person who deserves credit. Unfortunately in this case (as in too many) I simply don’t know who first put this together. It’s clever, though!

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This popped up on my Tumblr dash:



Throw in the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary special, and of course the crowning glory that is Sherlock series three in January: it's a good time to be a geek. To say nothing of the Fall of the King audiobook I'm about to purchase with the Amazon credit a certain someone both gave me and reminded me I have waiting to be used. (*blows kisses*)

I don't generally joke about my school situation. It's still quite painful and I wouldn't willingly take it on for all the free time in the world. You guys know that. But if I was ever going to choose a period to not have a major academic project hanging over my head, I think I could probably do worse.
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A thing happened today over at Tumblr. Lots of things, in fact, and today is hardly unique in that area; but one particular thing happened that dovetailed quite nicely with some Deep Thoughts (TM) I’ve been mulling about on my own for the better part of a week.

Let me back up. Over at FaceBook, I have friends from pretty much all areas of my life: school friends, from Cleveland, Greensboro, and now NYC; current neighbors and non-school friends; fandom friends from all over; and family, to name a few groups. Some of these people are much more conservative than I am. Some are much more liberal, or progressive, or libertarian, or whatever axis you want to choose. And some are just flat-out more politically active than most of the people I hang out with in fandom or RL. So there is a lot of sharing of political memes, news links, and the like. That’s fact #1.

Fact #2: FaceBook allows you to hide things shared from certain sources. So if (say) Theoden was my FaceBook feed and was sharing stories from the group HaveSwordWillTravel, a well-known extreme-right-wing group that shared conspiracy fearmongering about why Thorongil really disappeared after the Harad raid. If I wanted to, I could tell Facebook not to display stories from that group, or from Thorongil, or just any one particular story. In RL, this means I can spare myself the majority of political shares and focus on the discussions I actually do want to be having. It means I don’t have to deal with the frustration of being faced with things I disagree with, that FB can become more of a safe space to just hang out with friends and family, and that I can do the political thing on the terms I find more helpful (the blogs and periodicals I choose to follow because they’re thought-provoking. Keeping FB a place to hang with friends is very good for my sanity, these days.

I do this for my personal mental health, and also because I honestly believe you can have friendships based on something more substantive than whether you agree on anything, much less on politics. I sometimes find it hard to just scroll past things because it feels like I’m ignoring something that’s important to my friends. Out of sight out of mind is easier at some level, though at some level it does feel like a more intense act of ignoring – like you’re just not engaging with your friends on the things they thought were important enough to share, and that you’re somehow not loving them as a friend should. And, because I am the unique mix of neurosis and philosophical conviction that makes me me, the fact that I do this really bothers me.

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