Friday, July 10, 2015

Impossible not to comment, but so not wanting to.

Remember the day when the biggest comic book convention in the world could happen and most people didn't even know there were such things as comic book conventions?

And a psychic, like the notorious Amazing Criswell could go, "And there will come a time in the 2000s when a comic book convention shall be the source of all prophecy, and all the faithful shall look up and wait for visions of what is yet to be . . . ."

With its teasers, spoilers, quips exploding info-shrapnel across social media this week, San Diego Comicon brought a few minutes of entertainment and a few days of boredom to Sherlockians as everyone's Twitter-feed, Facebook, etc. filled up with links and comments to and on those same few minutes.

All about an hour or so of television that will be coming out late this year. (Well, with the addition of movie theaters worldwide showing that single episode,  BBC Sherlock may be making its first transtional step to just being a movie series, which it kinda-sorta has been all along, rivalling the Basil Rathbone films.) In one short clip, we saw echoes of The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes and Granada television's Sherlock series, heard some truly meta comments about Watson's published works, and saw that fan-tweaking moustache appear. What all this means for the whole of the thing will give grist to the fan-mill for easily six months.

I mean, what the f'hell? Literally, what the f'hell is this?

"A dream, a hoax, an imaginary story?" as the Silver Age comics used to tout when their covers showed Superman or Batman in some off-norm character-altering situation. And these days, with creator awareness of fan fiction and all its varied splendor, just telling an alternate universe Sherlock tale would not be out of place.

From all indications, it's a light-and-happy one-shot before we get into the dark and tear-filled drama of the next season, where three killers try to deal with the birth of a baby.

Hmmm, "Three Killers and a Baby" . . . there's a dark upgrade to that old Tom Selleck, Ted Danson, and Steve Guttenberg comedy of its time. That, however, was a comedy. (Of its time.) The season of Sherlock that follows this Victorian oddness? Betting it's not so funny.

But on we go, having gotten our summer cookie and waiting for a real meal.

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