Asakiyume mita

I found the episode really fun and clever, and it was only after the fact that I started thinking of all those Moffat-esque things that I'd also swallowed. And to be honest, for one episode, those weren't so bad. Certainly not like the season finale for whichever season of Dr. Who it is where the tardis gets all large and people are jumping into the Doctor's personal time stream (and, incidentally, rules for how the world works are apparently being made up on the fly and disregarded shortly after they're announced). That was really just ridiculous. But this seemed okay! Not as bad as House for hero worship. My goodness the fan service though. Sherlock all wrapped up in a white sheet? I turned to my dad and said, see now that? That is what is called online FAN SERVICE.

The one thing that bugged me even as I was watching it was that Irene had to be a dominatrix. Oh come on, really? You can't imagine ANYthing else for a superintelligent, beats-the-boys-at-everything-type woman than to have her *literally* beating the boys? Basically because you can't imagine women outside of sexuality. Bah.


Moffat should be told that every character he's written as male must be filled by a woman, and every character he's written as female must be filled with a man. "But that would be ridiculous because …" --no Moffat, you see. That's just it. If it's ridiculous in one direction, it is in the other, too, because women = humans! Like men!! Surprising, I know.