My heart broke when they reached for each other. John will never love someone as much as he loves Sherlock; even when Sherlock dies no one can compete with him. And Sherlock’s never quite loved somebody like he loves John.
I don’t care if you see it as romantic or not, but their love is undeniable and undefinable. It’s timeless.
Over 3 and a half hours later and I’m still not over it.
This was just so beautifully shot, so well-acted. Stunning all around. This relationship—this dynamic that’s been around for decades and decades, in literature and film and all sorts of adaptations—is dealt with so amazingly on Sherlock, better than I’ve probably ever seen.
Here we have Sherlock, a man who claims not to connect to anything but his work on a personal level, and John who hadn’t been able to really connect with anything until he met Sherlock. And here they are reaching out for each other in the end. These two do complete each other, let’s face it. However you look at it, that fact remains.
Pretty much my whole dash is the Golden Globes at the moment. Normally I’d be all up in that shit, but seeing it is Reichenbach day, I’m not really feeling it. I’ll still reblog the pretty and awesome but Sherlock takes priority. Every time.
Speaking of Sherlock, OH THE FEELINGS. I am SO glad that my mother was not in the house because the noises I was making were definitely not normal. I expected to cry but I honestly didn’t expect what did happen, which included wailing and crying.
Definitely an amazing end to the series. Time to settle in for the series 3 wait, I guess.
But right now, gif making.
If anyone wants me to gif any particular scene/thing, leave me a message in my ask and I shall accommodate ^_^