Episode 1.3, "The Great Game"

[Boton]

It's that male usage of "good" that always makes me giggle.  "That thing, that you, um, did, it was, um....good."  (Or whatever the exact quote is.)  I love that it's such a masculine thing to use "good" to communicate a nuance of feeling. 

 

That scene.  It was, um, good.   :D

[Artemis]

Oh, I guess the sexualization of it hadn't occurred to me, outside of John's line about it; and I don't usually find that sort of thing funny in any case, just not my humor.

 

I concur with the rest though:

 

I do find Sherlock scratching his head with the gun funny, and their general guy thing of both trying to show each other they weren't just scared out of their wits. Guys acting macho is always funny. :d

Yea, it's both of them trying to seem as manly as possible afterwards; 'Me? Scared? What, no, of course I wasn't scared, didn't bother me in the slightest. No, of course your legs didn't give way, just like I didn't panic, tear your coat off and throw it.' Plus Sherlock's inability to say thank you. I love the way he grins at John after not being able to say thank you and then in their weird male way it's all good.

It's that male usage of "good" that always makes me giggle. "That thing, that you, um, did, it was, um....good." (Or whatever the exact quote is.) I love that it's such a masculine thing to use "good" to communicate a nuance of feeling.

 

That scene. It was, um, good. :D

Although for me I think it was more like smile funny, not so much haha funny.

[Arcadia]

Agreed. A gentle chuckle funny, perhaps. :d

[Pseudonym]

I was probably stone-faced, but smiling on the inside. ;)

 

 

[Artemis]

^ Lol, ditto.

 

 

[Carol the Dabbler]

Agreed. A gentle chuckle funny, perhaps. :D

 

A gentle affectionate chuckle. 

[SherlockedCAMPer]

I now find most of the funny scenes, including this one, to be at least a moderate belly laugh. But I think that's just how my humor works.

[Pseudonym]

Something that did crack me up in this episode, that in my opinion is underrated is the little scene on the shore of the river.

 

John: Fantastic! (Or something to that effect.)

Sherlock: Meretricious. 

Lestrade: And a happy new year. 

[Arcadia]

This is neat. All the times I watched the Great Game and it never occurred to me there must be cameramen hidden in the stalls at the pool. Plus some generous praise from Martin ....

 

http://jimfmoriarty.tumblr.com/post/76520010474/however-many-times-we-did-it-i-never-got-bored

[Carol the Dabbler]

Same with just about every scene, isn't it? They do their damnedest to make you forget that there was a whole bunch of equipment and other people crowded around just outside your field of view.

[Arcadia]

Yeah, but usually they do it simply by not pointing the camera at them. Here, they'd be in the shot if not for the walls.... it just tickled me, is all.

[Pseudonym]

I really like that little interaction in the beginning, when Mrs H sees what Sherlock has done to the wall. 

 

Mrs H: "Hey, what have you done to my bloody wall?" 

 

Sherlock smirks, and then turns to look at the wall as if he's just thrilled at his handy work. I think he's hoping for an argument for a bit of entertainment. Then, after she's gone, the way he grins at the smiley face. Which is a weird thing to do, but endearing in it's weirdness. 

 

[T.o.b.y]

I like that too. The whole "shoot the wall" scene is one of my favorites.

[Pseudonym]

It's the almost childlike delight at causing utter havoc. Bit different to the version of Sherlock in S4 and up in the banner. :(

[T.o.b.y]

Yes... He grew up a bit. Although, when I think of the Magnussen debriefing in The Six Thatchers... Maybe not so much. :-D

[Pseudonym]

I know everyone else decided he wasn't high in that scene, but I still think he was. Otherwise why show him being so erratic and clearly having the munchies. 

[Artemis]

That's what worries me about the claim that we'll see a more "mature" Sherlock in the future (if there are more seasons).  I'll miss cheeky, shoot-the-wall, walk-over-the-coffee-table Sherlock.

 

 

[Pseudonym]

i'm still not convinced there will be more Sherlock, but if there is maybe Rosie will bring out the cheeky child-like side of him again. 

[Hikari]

I really like that little interaction in the beginning, when Mrs H sees what Sherlock has done to the wall. 

 

Mrs H: "Hey, what have you done to my bloody wall?" 

 

Sherlock smirks, and then turns to look at the wall as if he's just thrilled at his handy work. I think he's hoping for an argument for a bit of entertainment. Then, after she's gone, the way he grins at the smiley face. Which is a weird thing to do, but endearing in it's weirdness. 

 

 

"I'm taking this out of your rent, young man!" 

 

KABOOM!!

 

I call this Sherlock's 'Gloomy Day Eeyore Outfit'.  He's normally turned out like a bandbox and just throws the dressing gown over the top of his regular dress clothes.  Which does not say 'chillaxin' at home' to me . . . dress shoes and all.  They should have given Sherl a pair of ratty bunny slippers to convey his inner Child.

[Pseudonym]

Another little exchange I like is this one. 

 

GL: "Why's he doing this?"

SH: "Good Samaritan."

GL: "Recruiting suicide bombers?"

SH: "Bad Samaritan."

 

Again it's BC's acting and his little smirk that makes it. 

[J.P.]

 

"I'm taking this out of your rent, young man!" 

 

KABOOM!!

 

I realized the connection (and found it a good gag) just recently. 

[Janyss]

Omg what do the writers (and Andrew Scott) put in their 5 o'clock tea?! I want some! How could they imagine the shooting, the Golem, the planétarium scene...if not?

[Boton]

 

I really like that little interaction in the beginning, when Mrs H sees what Sherlock has done to the wall. 

 

Mrs H: "Hey, what have you done to my bloody wall?" 

 

Sherlock smirks, and then turns to look at the wall as if he's just thrilled at his handy work. I think he's hoping for an argument for a bit of entertainment. Then, after she's gone, the way he grins at the smiley face. Which is a weird thing to do, but endearing in it's weirdness. 

 

 

"I'm taking this out of your rent, young man!" 

 

KABOOM!!

 

I call this Sherlock's 'Gloomy Day Eeyore Outfit'.  He's normally turned out like a bandbox and just throws the dressing gown over the top of his regular dress clothes.  Which does not say 'chillaxin' at home' to me . . . dress shoes and all.  They should have given Sherl a pair of ratty bunny slippers to convey his inner Child.

 

 

I always think this is what Sherlock looked like walking around the dorm in uni. The dressing gown over the daily clothes looks like a too-faithful translation of Victorian Holmes to me, when a guy plausibly would have taken off his top coat (frock coat? whatever) and put on something else around the house, but this is the real Sherlock to me.  Half the time, if I fantasize stories, I imagine Sherlock coming home, taking off the battle armor, and putting on flannel pants and a ratty tshirt. 

[J.P.]

Or a sheet.

[Hikari]

 

 

I really like that little interaction in the beginning, when Mrs H sees what Sherlock has done to the wall. 

 

Mrs H: "Hey, what have you done to my bloody wall?" 

 

Sherlock smirks, and then turns to look at the wall as if he's just thrilled at his handy work. I think he's hoping for an argument for a bit of entertainment. Then, after she's gone, the way he grins at the smiley face. Which is a weird thing to do, but endearing in it's weirdness. 

 

 

"I'm taking this out of your rent, young man!" 

 

KABOOM!!

 

I call this Sherlock's 'Gloomy Day Eeyore Outfit'.  He's normally turned out like a bandbox and just throws the dressing gown over the top of his regular dress clothes.  Which does not say 'chillaxin' at home' to me . . . dress shoes and all.  They should have given Sherl a pair of ratty bunny slippers to convey his inner Child.

 

 

I always think this is what Sherlock looked like walking around the dorm in uni. The dressing gown over the daily clothes looks like a too-faithful translation of Victorian Holmes to me, when a guy plausibly would have taken off his top coat (frock coat? whatever) and put on something else around the house, but this is the real Sherlock to me.  Half the time, if I fantasize stories, I imagine Sherlock coming home, taking off the battle armor, and putting on flannel pants and a ratty tshirt. 

 

 

I suppose it would have been too distracting for the shot if Sherlock had been sporting one of many of Benedict's ratty collegiate-era vintage Muppet t-shirts.  (Oscar, naturally, for Sherl).  Leastways, that was often his mufti before he was married.  Sophie probably burned them all.