Hello, I am a Sarah.
British film/television enthusiast. Avid movie-goer. Mildly over-obsessed comic collector. Caffeine addict. Insomniac. Enneagram type 5. Reader, writer, nail-biter. Fluent in Dalek, Wookie, and obscure pop culture references.
Preoccupations include trying to tug the voices out of my head with a fish hook, barking at babies/old people, and lessening other mortals with my blistering wit.
#this is the scene when I realised that David Tennant was the greatest actor I’d ever known #I mean he essentially has a mental breakdown as The Doctor #and it’s just one of the most powerful scenes ever in Doctor Who
This illustrates exactly what I loved about Tennant’s Doctor: the constant teeter on the edge of hellfire in his brain, and those brilliant, shining moments wherein the audience was given the opportunity to understand the absolute chaos shaking this man from every corner of his being. In these moments, he is reckless, dangerous, screaming from the hollowest parts of his heart to an empty void of space he knows full well will never show him mercy.
He shuts down. He abandons his resolve. He cracks.
Alone. Empty. And so very, very, painfully, uncomfortably human.
“A crappy relationship is worse than jail and being out on the street and not being able to put your head down and realize, ‘Hey, I made a shit ton of mistakes, and now I have to have the humility to build my life or my career or my relationships back up without blaming and without self-pity. Without being bitter.’”
xrdj:
I’m sure that Mrs. Hudson’s husband committed a great number of crimes in order to get sentenced to death. From the way she flinches when Sherlock slams his hands on the table, I’d say it’s safe to bet that one of his many crimes was spousal abuse.
That would certainly account for why Sherlock ensured his execution.
And why Sherlock got so enraged when he saw that she had been hurt
And why she acted as if she were perfectly fine when she was hurt.
I did actually consider this, and I have no doubt in my mind that the implication was exactly what Moffat and Gatiss were going for.
