The opener was supposed to give us the solution to how Sherlock faked his own death. But instead opted for the tried and tested Lost strategy of : 'if you've painted yourself into a corner, ignore it and walk right across the painted floor.' The second episode was a dogs dinner of epic proportions, a mass of dead ends and dull dialogue that added up to a master class in poor story telling. So the finale had to save the series yet again, and yet again it did. But, as before, the villain stole the show Lars Mikkelsen, who was so good in the first season of The Killing was first rate as the chilling media mogul Charles Augustus Magnussen. In fact he was better than both Benedict Cumberbatch, which is pretty hard, and Martin Freeman. I don't know about you, but whoever Martin Freeman plays there is always large amounts of Tim from The Office ladled in.
The series finale was involving and moved at a cracking pace, something the first two certainly lacked, plus there was a fair few twists I never saw coming. No spoiler alerts needed here just in case it is still sitting on your planner. However the end will need co creators Steven Moffat and Mark Gattis to come up with something clever to explain it, or perhaps just go down the Lost route they seem to so like.
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