bring back, bring back, bring back the champions to me. bring back, bring back, bring back the arsenal to me.
(Source: saansastarks, via bilvee)
Oh my God. Someone should really point out to them what happened to Robespierre in the end…
!!!!!
HANG ON, HANG ON
THE AIRED FIRST EPISODE OF ELEMENTARY MISSED OUT THE “THE POLICE THINK LOTS OF THINGS, IT’S ADORABLE” SCENE??
Aubrey: Do you see those two weevils doctor?
Maturin: I do.
Aubrey: Which would you choose?
Maturin: [sighs] Neither; there is not a scrap a difference between them. They are the same species of Curculio.
Aubrey: If you had to choose. If you were forced to make a choice. If there was no other response…
Maturin: Well then if you are going to push me…I would choose the right hand weevil; it has… significant advantage in both length and breadth.
Aubrey: There, I have you! You’re completely dished!
(Source: justmybones, via verecunda)
(Source: threepatchproblem, via unsfzpxkable)
I think I figured it out.
Sherlock Holmes is like History.
You have certain bits of evidence, primary sources - some people have examined them more than others - and, from these, you try to make a coherent, logical narrative. Some of these narratives make more sense than others, some would seem to be only tenuously based on the evidence at hand; but they’re all striving to make sense of a confused, occasionally brilliant collection of miscellania.
So basically, every new adaptation of Sherlock Holmes is like a new characterisation of the Emperor Caligula, or a different way of framing the French Revolution. They may be completely different, or they may share a number of similarities, and they usually tend to have the same basic cast of characters — but they are all valid interpretations of the evidence.
Except The Asylum’s Holmes. Asylum is the would-be historian who only read Suetonius and wasn’t even paying attention half the time.
#I guess that would explain why I like them both so much perfect symbiosis does that mean the intrinsic value for me here is in… what multiple narratives? creating order out of chaos? the possibility of creating multiple constrasting orders out of the same chaos? okay this is turning into some self-psychoanalystic bullshit I’ll just leave now point is History and Sherlock Holmes adaptations both involve forming a proper narrative out of the evidence given and though most people have a preferred or favourite version there’s no such thing as one undeniably true form
That was the sound of me emitting a dreamy sigh because this fucker has ruined my life.
YES OF COURSE THEY’RE SIMILAR THAT’S WHY YOU LIKE THEM BOTH YOU BIG IDIOT TOGAS. You like to analyse things and compare different points of view and remark upon the relative merits of a good story versus adherence to the source material, eg. the stuff you told me about baby Caligula calming the mutinying troops at the Rhine, which makes for a hilarious anecdote but is hardly realistic. That’s why the Ritchie Holmes movies are fun! That’s also why people prefer the Richard Coeur de Lion who appeared in the Robin Hood stories over the one of real life. This is why this is all so damn interesting.
(Hey wasn’t there some book you read where the author was rambling about all of his Holmes headcanons and how he’s convinced that Holmes and Adler had a baby that they named something monstrous like John Sherlock Hamish Watson Adler Holmes?)
#YOU LITERALLY JUST REALISED THAT TOGAS????
*sigh* Yes, it just cemented itself in my head during breakfast this morning.
In other news OH MY GOD. Yes. Trevor Hall, I believe it was, and his completely batshit theory in, uh - Sherlock Holmes: Ten Literary Studies. In which, clearly, his idea of a “literary study” varies wildly from any other sane person’s. *headdesking forever* Also I’m pretty sure there was a ‘Mycroft’ in there somewhere, too. *siigh*
One of my readings for ancient history last week compared the lack of public outcry against Nero after the fire of 64 to “a classic example of the Sherlockian dog not barking in the night.” Needless to say, I was flailing on the train.
(Source: naatefick)
why
is my first instinct
upon seeing a short, simple poem
to attempt to translate it into Latin
why
why did I just waste half an hour doing that
