“All money is imaginary.”
Catherynne M. Valente
I’m going to start this review with a disclaimer: I have, via the genius of BBC iPlayer Download (why have I not used this before?), literally just watched the third episode in the third series of Sherlock. As in, it finished about three minutes ago.
Therefore, it is highly likely this post will be a little incoherent.
So in His Last Vow the BBC goes all relevant with a thinly disguised version of Rupert Murdoch, Augustus Magnussen, who is Evil because he Knows Everything and Owns All The Newspapers. Sherlock is hired to…well, it’s not really clear exactly what his client expects him to do about Magnussen; apparently she just wants him to get some incriminating documents back, which seems like an odd job for a private detective.
And then, this being the last episode in a series of Sherlock, everything kicks off. In a big way. And it’s AWESOME.
Because AMAZING MIND PALACE THING. And TOTALLY UNEXPECTED SUB-PLOT ASSASSIN THING. And MYCROFT BEING ALL BROTHERLY. And SHERLOCK IS JUST BADASS, ALL RIGHT?
I could quite happily write the rest of the post in capital letters, because His Last Vow is actually the best thing I’ve seen on television since…since The Reichenbach Fall, in fact. There are shootings and domestics and snappy comebacks and mysteries to solve, labyrinthine buildings, nasty villains, twists and turns and interesting stuff about London and MORIARTY. (Though, to be honest, that last twist was, possibly, a step too far. But then, we couldn’t have had Sherlock flying off to Russia or wherever, could we?)
I think His Last Vow could well be Sherlock’s best adventure yet. It’s just annoying that there aren’t any more…
…for the moment, at least.