Tuesday, January 14, 2014

S3E1: Fan Bashing and Fan Service - the Solution Substitutes

Guardian interview, January 2012
Here's a quote from the interview:

"There is a clue everybody's missed," he says tantalizingly. "So many people theorising about Sherlock's death online – and they missed it! We've worked out how Sherlock survives, and actually shot part of what really happened. It all makes sense."

Of course, Moffat's problem was: we didn't miss it.  Some Reichenbach theorists figured out his solution.  Then, other Reichenbach theorists showed why that solution was flawed.  Did they know it was Moffat's solution?  No, it was just one of many possibilities.  But Moffat knew his  "all makes sense" solution was a bust.  In point of fact, in light of what is seen on screen, no solution can make sense.  Moffat's problem became: if he answers the question: How Did Sherlock Survive the Fall?  he looks like a fool no matter what he answers.

THE MOFFAT SOLUTION?  PORTRAY THE FANS AS MISFITS, MORONS AND MADMEN


The Reichenbach Theorists.

And here we have them, the Reichenback theorists, à la Steven Moffat: almost all young (except for the creepy obsessed older guy, Anderson) including the cos-playing fan and the semi-goth fat chick (back turned to us here).

In the opening scene, when we cut to Lestrade and Anderson, what does Lestrade say?  "Two years and the theories keep gettin' more stupid." 

Moffat's answer to having no answer was to give no answer at all and portray fans who came up with solutions as a bunch of losers.  In the end, we are told to be like John Watson.  We are simply to accept without complaint that we will never be told because we are so grateful to have Sherlock back at all.  And whatever we do, do not point out that the emperor has no
He's not telling John.
clothes.

Because that would mean we don't love Sherlock.  John said, "I don't care how you did it..."  And neither, according to Moffat, should we.  Only the morons, misfits and madmen care.

THE BETTER SOLUTION

A little humility would have gone a long way here.  A bit of honesty.  Less passive/aggressive fan-directed rage.

He could have simply told the press some people did figure it out.  He could have referred back the the missing scaffolding he thought he could count on.  He could have said, "I'm not saying which solution came closest."  He could have chosen some other path.  But he chose fan-bashing and waving his scepter.  And to placate everyone - he gave us fan service.


Sherlock kisses Molly. ... Sherlock almost kisses Moriarty. ... Sherlock has a tender moment with Molly and kisses her again. ... Cumberbatch's parents show up. 

Yup.  All the feels.

And the word went out from on high: "IN SERIES THREE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO DO AT ALL TIMES IS: MAKE SURE BENEDICT LOOKS FABULOUS."

The beautiful Benedict Cumberbatch.
Let there be Cumberbatch.  And there was Cumberbatch.  And it was good.

More beautiful than we have ever seen him.  Having far too much fun.  Winking at the ladies.  Kissing everyone in sight.  Dancing a pas de deux with his coat.

The story was thin, the solution was lame and Moffat is an ass.  But he is right about one thing:

As long as we have Sherlock and John and Molly and Lestrade and dear Mrs. Hudson, he can pretty much get away with his arrogant bullshit.  But be careful, darlin.'  There may come a moment when you piss on us one time too many. 


 

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