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Sherlock Holmes 2: A Critique – *spoliers*

**Spoiler Alert**

This article is meant to be read by those who have seen the movie either in theater or DVD (came out this last Tuesday, the 12th) in its entirety and believe that it was inconsistent with its writing. Brilliant and ham-fisted writing mingled together and unclear motivations that take away from an otherwise amazing experience.

What I would have changed:

Act I:

Adler’s death needed to have more weight and resonance. If I had wrote it, Holmes would have been there to see her die. Adler would have already been infected by the time Holmes got to her, already at deaths door. And despite his intellect, preparation, and creativity Holmes is powerless to save the only woman he’s ever had any real feelings for. She dies in his arms. In that moment, something in Holmes…breaks. His calm and composure and ability to assess everything and draw his conclusions begins to be blurred by blind rage. This no longer becomes a movie about to masterminds trying to out maneuver each other, it has become about Holmes’ thirst for vengeance.

Act II:

Because the core of the premise has become changed, all most all the details of Act 2 are changed. The one thing on Holmes mind is: find Moriarty, kill Moriarty. Nothing else matters. And because of this, his relationship with Watson becomes strained, and Holmes begins to make more morally questionable actions as Holmes begins to touch a dark and powerful side of himself. And also with this singular focus, Holmes begins to miss things he would have had no trouble picking up before. This causes even more distress as Holmes begins to have doubts that he can defeat Moriarty. But his desire for revenge and determination to watch Moriarty die overrides his uncertainties and spurs his determination.  And in this, despite mistakes and mishaps, Holmes becomes a freight train headed directly for Moriarty.

Now Moriarty, he is playing this game too. Always just out of reach, always with a backdoor and even though Moriarty wants to flood the world with war, there is a hidden and secret pain from his past that he carries with him. But any spark of humanity is long dead. Moriarty has become a force of nature, bending to no one’s will. And with his connections and resources his desires seem all but inevitable.

Act III:

This is where unstoppable force meets immovable object. All the events that have transpired come to a head in this final showdown. But wait, there is a twist: Moriarty is more of a puppet master than Holmes could have assumed. All Holmes actions to avenge Adler’s death have indeed furthered Moriarty’s cause. Holmes was the final instrument and all the plans are set in motion. But, Moriarty has underestimated Holmes as well. Or rather, Holmes’ allies and friends. So fixated on Holmes and considering Watson and the rest as little more than pawns to be manipulated, Moriarty forgets that even a lowly pawn can be crucial to checkmate the king…

This is a very broad stroke on the whole of the story. Though I would change much of the story and motivation of the characters, there is much I would want to keep. Much of the humor was priceless including Holmes’ urban camouflage, the sibling relation between Watson and Holmes, and “Who’s been dancing on my chest” line had me about rolling in the isles. And the ending, where Holmes takes Moriarty over the edge, the moment he and Watson have at the end, and of course Holmes’ return, I would not change a word. Just punch up the first act, trim the fat in the second, and the final act all but writes itself.

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“Keep Scrolling If You Don’t Care.” – The Guilt Campaign

Greetings Readers! I promise all my posts won’t be so negative, but for my initial post I need to address this; it’s been digging into me for sometime now and I finally need to just get it off my chest.

Facebook, the great idea of 2004, has since then been a platform that everyone hates and mistrusts yet still use constantly. Like anything, Facebook is what you make of it. I don’t play games on it (well just the one… maybe two. Don’t judge), I stay on as little as possible, keep connected with family and friends out of state (miss you sis!!), and as a general rule don’t ‘friend’ anyone I don’t know in real life. And every so often as I am raging at Facebook at the continually adjusting terms of service, display format, and everything else, I come across posts that make me laugh, make me think (think about laughing), and learn extraordinary new from friends and loved ones and i figure “Eh, Facebook isn’t all that bad.”

Then I get the most irritating posts EVER!

I don’t know who started it, who is continuing it, or why they keep cropping up, but they need to stop. Just this morning I came across a beautiful picture in my news feed of a mother and her son  sharing a hug and a kiss while she was in her military. it was quite beautiful and it made me smile. Then I read the caption:

“Like if you love your MOM

Keep scrolling if you dont………..”

…Seriously? …Effing seriously?

I am immediately disgusted. No matter what the message, what the image, what the cause, what the goal, I resent the hell out of this person. In these 11 words, this person is telling me that I am less of a person if I don’t ‘like’ their silly little page. And this is just one of the tamer ones; I’ve seen this kind of thing about cancer, AIDS, catastrophes, pets, abortion, gay rights, military, government, just all across the political and socioeconomic spectrums.

The Guilt Campaign: designed to make you feel bad inside so you pay attention to what they have to say. I don’t know why they are so successful or why more people aren’t teed off about them. Sure, they can be taken with a light tone, and the causes they promote are indeed noble, I can’t dispute that.

I’m just saying I would like my heart strings to be played with creativity and finesse, not just ripped out of my chest while being screamed at, “WHY U NO CARE ABOUT THINGS?!?!” That’s all I’m saying.