The Final Problem
So, I just watched the finale and I'm extremely happy with what they did. I loved the sister, the classical but somehow newly interpreted games, the randomness with which her psychotic mind was emphasized, the girl on the plane, the reveal about redbeard - I was kept on my toes all the time. I also love how much Mary loved her boys, both of them. She saw what she'd in front of her and made it work. And in light of the #Johnlock ruckus: I don't get the need for romantic definition: It seems as if for many of you johnlock shippers there's only fucking and then it's real or no fucking and then it doesn't matter. Don't you see what's right in front of you? That the relationship between Sherlock and John is so much MORE than romance - they save each other, constantly, in a from the fires of hell kind of way - there is nothing bigger than that. So please why not revel in the glory: there are bigger things than kisses and holding hands, i.e. The kind of relationship Sherlock Holmes shares with his Boswell. ❤ The one of a kind. ❤
