There are a lot of “Reichenbach playlists” going around right now. Some of which, if the gifs I am seeing are to be believed, induce complete emotional breakdown.
It’s okay to be sad. There is sadness afoot.
But allow me to make my one and only playlist suggestion: we started with the Bee Gees, so let’s end with the Bee Gees.
Since the all-important description of Moriarty from A Study in Pink was missing two key letters, I guess we can’t use “More Than a Woman.”
How about “Words”? (See video above.)
This is no “Stayin’ Alive.” (But then, it wouldn’t make sense if it was… considering the circumstances.) It’s got a slower pace, and a more melancholy feel.
Smile an everlasting smile, a smile can bring you near to me.
Don’t ever let me find you gone, cause that would bring a tear to me.
This world has lost its glory, let’s start a brand new story now, my love.
Right now, there’ll be no other time and I can show you how, my love.
Talk in everlasting words, and dedicate them all to me.
And I will give you all my life, I’m here if you should call to me.
You think that I don’t even mean a single word I say.
It’s only words, and words are all I have, to take your heart awayDid you read the lyrics and automatically start editing together a sentimental fanvid in your head? If so, then that’s the first test passed.
Now let’s talk about this bit: “it’s only words.”
Don’t worry, I am not about to lecture you about how you’re silly for getting upset over the fate of a fictional character. People who think it’s wrong for anyone to have an emotional response to art have misplaced a little piece of their soul.
Instead, what I’d like to point out that it’s only words that have brought us here. A century ago, Arthur Conan Doyle wrote The Final Problem and killed off Sherlock Holmes at Reichenbach Falls.
But remember what John said about Sherlock in A Scandal in Belgravia?
He will outlive God trying to have the last word.
And, inasmuch as authors are the gods of the worlds they create, that’s exactly what Sherlock Holmes did. The sheer power of his… Sherlockiness (?) compelled Conan Doyle to bring him back to life, and Holmes has stayed alive until this day.
Despite the fact that we’re lacking the official-official announcement, I think at this point we can safely assume that the same thing will happen in this case. There will be a Series 3, and Sherlock will be back.
Still feeling sad? Like I said, that’s okay. Sometimes we just need to let ourselves feel a little sad.
But if you don’t want to feel as sad, or if you’re genuinely starting to stress yourself out, that can be a problem. So let’s try a little mental exercise. What’s the worst that could happen? What’s the worst they could do?
For example: They could make Sherlock fall to his death. He could fall to his death, and then be hit by a train. And shot. And then they could put his body through a wood chipper, cremate the remains, put the ashes in a box, and drop the box into an active volcano. And then they could mail personalized, hand-written notes to every Sherlock viewer saying there will never, ever be a Series 3. And each envelope could contain a photograph of Martin Freeman crying.
And that would be sad. And very weird. And, okay, kind of funny in a horrible way.
But after I got through having those reactions, do you know what my next reaction would be? “Wow, Sherlock has really outdone himself on the elaborately faked death this time. Well done, sir.” Because that’s just how the universe of Sherlock Holmes operates. The man will not stay dead.
It’s only words. And Sherlock will always have the last one.
Oh, great. He’s caught me again. He always catches me.
Sorry, but I’ve got to go set the other dial on the humor toaster back to “dark.” Thanks for your time.
Reblogging this old post just for this:
“What’s the worst that could happen? What’s the worst they could do?
For example: They could make Sherlock fall to his death. He could fall to his death, and then be hit by a train. And shot. And then they could put his body through a wood chipper, cremate the remains, put the ashes in a box, and drop the box into an active volcano. And then they could mail personalized, hand-written notes to every Sherlock viewer saying there will never, ever be a Series 3. And each envelope could contain a photograph of Martin Freeman crying.
And that would be sad. And very weird. And, okay, kind of funny in a horrible way.”
I burst out laughing
I’m going to hell
I can’t
Fandoms: Portal, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Sherlock, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Firefly, Farscape, Battlestar Galatica, the Hunger Games, and the Slenderfandom. Also I am a nerdfighter. DFTBA.
