This is a Holmes knocked from the pedestal of the dispassionate gentleman detective. His relationship with his addiction forms the core of his character, of secondary importance only to Watson in his development throughout the season. And Jonny Lee Miller’s fantastic incarnation of Holmes makes sure we feel the weight of addiction in a show that takes it seriously. He suffers the aftermath, and must face the realities of recovery — no easy thing for a man who trades on the illusion of invincibility with all the gusto of the Conan Doyle original.

Also keeping him humble: his supporting cast. There’s a popular misconception — the fault of many an adaptation — that Holmes is a supergenius accompanied by an admiring everyman and surrounded by dunces. Conan Doyle’s Watson and Gregson would beg to differ, and so this Holmes lives in no such vacuum; he’s never the only clever person in a room. When he reveals his addiction, Gregson (not unkindly) points out that as a detective, he had that covered. His sponsor Alfredo’s skills in the repossessionary arts outclass Holmes’s by a mile. He acknowledges Moriarty as more than a match for himself. Even housekeeper/librarian Ms. Hudson has the effortless memory to which Holmes aspires.

And in Watson, he’s found an equal — and that’s what the show’s not-so-secretly about.

from io9’s excellent analysis of the first season of Elementary - Elementary Demonstrates the Right Way to Update a Classic Hero (via gallifreygal)

Everyone, watch Elementary.

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alackofpants:

my, my, what big teeth you have

ALL I WANT FROM SEASON THREE GUYS

alackofpants:

my, my, what big teeth you have

ALL I WANT FROM SEASON THREE GUYS

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Burn all of your bridges
just so that you can build them again
with thicker ropes.

Hurt all the people you love
and then commit every felony to win them back.

Drown yourself in bleach until not even Heaven’s light
can compare to how bright you can burn.

Turn yourself inside out
and paint your organs the color of what you see
in your dreams.

This is the art of
living with a ticking heart — a grenade you
throw through windows to make a
point that language
has no room for.

This is how I destroyed you. And this, is how
I kept you alive.

Dig yourself a ditch, six
feet deep, and bury everything that you’ve ever
said, everything that you’ve never
meant, and everything that has
burned you and left you with nothing
but ash.

Shinji Moon, Advice From Dionysus (via colberting)

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stormysea:

I saw iron man 3 last night

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secretlymisha:

waywardism:

using two screencaps, i will show you what happens to an ordinary person after being dragged into the world of the winchesters

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they get really sexy and start dressing in layers

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geniustimelordphilanthropist:

That there’s what we call character development.

Not only has the content changed— but in one of these he’s loyally repeating back his father’s instructions to him and in the other he’s a teacher.

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bakasara:

deanisanactualprincess:

Collins Family Appreciation Post

So, we’d been together for ten years, and we were going through kind of a— we’d been going through this kind of rough patch, and it was a little bit about like “are we gonna do this forever; what’s gonna happen,” and she was opposed to the idea of the institution of marriage because gay people couldn’t get married, and it’s kind of a fucked up thing anyway, and I wasn’t— but I wanted, I wanted to do it.  It was somehow important to me, and— um— I really didn’t know what she thought about it, and we had this weird thing where we really didn’t talk about it— um— but I thought it was a crossroads, like, we’re either gonna do this or we’re gonna not and we’re gonna move on.

And so, I was working on a movie that was shooting on an island off the coast of Maine, and I was there for like three months, and I found this little jewelry making shop, and the guy— there’s three guys that work there, but one of them had just died so his bench was open.  And they let me come in and work at this jewelry making bench, and I spent like a month— I didn’t— I’d never made any jewelry before, so I didn’t know what I was doing, and it took me a really long time.  It took me about a month to make this ring, and— uh, and I did.  It was gold.  I carved the wax, and I cast the gold and set the stone.  And I had built— I had made a little wooden ring box a couple years before that I still had with me ‘cause I’d been thinking about it for a long time.

So, anyway, she— uh— she comes out for our ten year anniversary, and she gets there.  I have this elaborate picnic out on the pointe.  I— uh [chokes up and laughs at himself] I don’t know what happened to me.  I need more sleep.

Um, so I got down on bended knee.  I said, you know, “We’ve been together for ten years, do wanna get married?”

And she said, “Ten years?…  No, we’ve been together for nine.”

And I’m like, “No, no, it’s ten… Is that a yes?”

And she sort of looks at me incredulously and says, “I guess so.”

It was really deflating and totally unsatisfying, but she took the ring, and she put it on, and then I actually had to go shoot that day, and I came back to the inn where we were staying, and— uh— we crawled into bed together, and she was sort of squirming under the sheets really excited.

[audience laughs] Come on, people, this is a sweet story.

And she— uh— she slipped a ring on my finger, and I was like, oh that’s so sweet, while I shooting she had gone out and she had gotten a ring for me, and— uh— it turns out, in fact, she had stayed up after I had gone the sleep the night before, and after I fell asleep she had sized my finger and called back to the jewelry—

[starts tearing up again]   This is pathetic.  This was ten years ago too, so I’ve had time to deal with it.

She had called back to the jewelry making shop in Santa Monica where she had been making me a ring.  and I beat her to the punch by— by one day, so she was likearrghh.  But she had made this ring that had— which I’ve now lost— but she made this ring that had nine holes, one for each year that we’d been together.  So when she found out that it was actually ten, she was like, ohh no.

Now I see why we’re not supposed to do those stories.  I get it now

.-Misha Collins on proposing to Vicki(x)

I was really fine until I got to the end of the story

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camacaileon:

minion-with-a-shotgun:

a-study-in-superwholock:

hot-stuff-from-hell:

navyyardarchives:

ibroketheinternet:

The “Season Finale Support Group” is now officially open. 

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You remind me of her.

One of the things that makes Allison fascinating: we’ve already seen how dark it is so possible and so easy for her to go, because we’ve met Kate. 
Another: Because she knows what it is to love a dark thing, a beast, a monster. That is, in fact, the only thing we see her love: her mother, her aunt, Scott. She knows what it is to love to darkness and to be the only one to mourn it. 
Another: Because to triumph against your worst nature is a greater victory when your nature is so very very dark. (And in this show about werewolves, folks, about young people with literal monsters under their skin, the scariest among them is this pretty new girl in town with her aunt’s old matchbook in her back jeans pocket).

You remind me of her.

One of the things that makes Allison fascinating: we’ve already seen how dark it is so possible and so easy for her to go, because we’ve met Kate. 

Another: Because she knows what it is to love a dark thing, a beast, a monster. That is, in fact, the only thing we see her love: her mother, her aunt, Scott. She knows what it is to love to darkness and to be the only one to mourn it.

Another: Because to triumph against your worst nature is a greater victory when your nature is so very very dark. (And in this show about werewolves, folks, about young people with literal monsters under their skin, the scariest among them is this pretty new girl in town with her aunt’s old matchbook in her back jeans pocket).

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