love joan

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So if at times I seem overprotective of the system that we’ve built, if I worry that the resentments of others might disrupt it, I have good reason.

#what elementary did with it’s 100th episode was a testament to the kind of show is #to the kind of show #the kind of holmes adaptation - it has tried to be from the start #what they chose to do with their milestone episode is the epitome of all the ways it stands in stark contrast to any other adaptation #any other show not just any other sherlock adaptation but any other crime procedural would have pulled out the big guns #and dealt their lead/s a huge case and packed it full of guest stars or notable minor characters #for sherlock stories specifically no one could begrudge you for assuming moriarty would play a key role #but that has never been what drives elementary #the 100th episode offered all it’s emotional significance to what has always been the core of the show #that sherlock is better because of the people he surrounds himself with #that there is no true reward in playing the lone genius cut off from society/humanity #and his partnership with joan is the finest exemplar of that #yes the bit with marcus in the opening was nice #and gregson’s little speech at the end pulled at my heart strings #both because of it narrative significance and the subtext of it being written for the cast and crew’s dedication to the show bts #but it always comes back to this #one holmes #one watson #the single fact that elementary is fundamentally about sherlock valuing human connections and interpersonal relationships #over solving the puzzle #will forever set it apart from any other sherlock adaptation #and that might be a criticism for some #but it will forever be one of the key reasons that i cherish and adore it

Today, my name fits comfortably in my own mouth.
No metaphors needed. I am the brightest thing in
every room. I am both the prince and the princess.
I slay the dragon while wearing pink. I am the
goddess. There is no shame in the blood between
my legs. Leave rain water and lotus flowers at my
altar. Watch as I rise from the lake, demand the
blood of men as a sacrifice. A woman’s mythology
is riddled with stories of her own throat being
slashed, her heart on a silver platter. Today, I
am asking for gold. I am sparing myself. I am
the one left standing at the end of this story,
dagger still in hand. I am the lioness. The
combination of women’s past – Medusa,
Joan of Arc, Hecate, witches burned at the
stake. I’ve got their blood in my veins. I
know how to start a riot. My voice is only
heard when it’s a battle cry. The revolution
was birthed from my womb. Eve was
abandoned for choosing to see the
world, and I’m continuing the legacy.
—  LEGACY, angelea l.
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“I think I could have done a better job explaining why it’s important. At least explaining why it’s important to me. When you and I first started, I quickly recognized your merits, both as a detective in your own right and in that you facilitated my own process. I’m better at the work I do because of you. But over the years the relative importance of those two values has flipped. I now value the work that we do, first and foremost, because I do it with you. So if at times I seem overprotective of the system that we’ve built if I worry that the resentments of others might disrupt it, I have good reason.”