joan watson can’t cook

a-spoon-is-born:

one of my favorite things about Elementary is that it’s a complicated show-not just plotwise but i mean specifically the fact that they’re usually telling 2 to 3 stories at the same time.

that’s why (for example) i know it’s canon that 1. joan watson cannot cook and 2. sherlock holmes can cook (he’s  rather good at it), but if he’s also eating it, be very dubious because there’s something weird in it.

any holmes adaptation is gonna be extrapolation- and dialogue-heavy by nature, so you’ll have them talking about/explaining the case then going into their emotional reactions/friends’ reaction to the case as main and secondary narratives. BUT! then as a tertiary narrative you have what they’re doing visually. the reason that last one is my favorite is because that’s where “holmes & watson’s relationship” happens.

in this scene, they’re having a really intense discussion about the case and what other people think about the case and yada yada, but what they’re DOING is apparently joan decides for some ungodly reason she’s gonna make their meal today and this is what happens

this. is. hilarious.

it also says so much about both of their characters-and just to reiterate, there is no verbal acknowledgement that any of this is happening-they talk only about the case, and things going on elsewhere. period.

but like, why would joan give a fuck about cooking? she went to med school, she was a surgeon, she was a sober companion, then a detective. she can cut up a vegetable and shove it in the mouth hole, order takeout, and that’s it.

sherlock, having been confronted with some kind of inexplicable bread lettuce thing, does what he always does when a food is not acceptable (something that happens constantly, much to my delight), which is look in the fridge like he’s accusing it of a crime and then gives up and eats nothing.

i don’t know if i need to explain why i am unshakably loyal to a show that’s about two roommates in their forties who do this amazing work no one else can do, and also essentially can’t fucking feed themselves. but this is what happens when you have two ridiculously talented actors playing leads who have to find something to do while they’re spouting off novels’ worth of memorized dialogue during ten-hour days, filming 10 months out of the year, holy shit.

copperbadge:

I kept wondering if I should post this but fuck it, I’ve read enough about him to know Stan would have loved it. 

The story goes that there was a magazine that wanted to do a story about Marvel Comics, and the reporter showed up with a photographer to shoot some images to use in the article. Someone cracked a joke about doing nude photos, and one of the other artists couldn’t even finish jokingly refusing before Stan Lee was taking his pants off. 

He was very saddened that Marvel put the kibosh on the magazine using this photo of him naked with a giant-sized Batman Vs. Hulk comic preserving his dignity. I like to think this is how he’d like to be remembered. Especially the sunglasses. 

Stan Lee was a marketing genius, a showman, a storyteller, he was flashy and he made a lot of really…strange business decisions, he made one VERY strange musical album, and he worked for Marvel Comics in one incarnation or another for over seventy-five years. He held some opinions I wouldn’t agree with, but he did a lot of good, too. 

He never thought of comics as respectable but he did think of them as important and that’s how I think of him: a flashy weirdo, but an important flashy weirdo. 

He chose Stan Lee as an alter ego, like many of his creations. He was saving his name, Stanley Lieber, for the career as a novelist he never quite got around to having, and in the end he said he was proud of Stan Lee. 

May your name be a blessing, Stan. 

aromantic-eight:

prokopetz:

Headcanon: I can muster a cogent argument for why it would make more sense or make for a better story if this were the case

Heartcanon: I don’t have a particular rationale for why this ought to be the case, I just like to imagine it’s true because it gives me the warm fuzzies

Gutcanon: it’s not that I actively want this to be the case – it just unaccountably feels like it should be

Junkcanon: I like to imagine it’s true because it gives me the other kind of warm fuzzies

Spleencanon: I insist that this is the case specifically to spite the author, because, like, fuck you, sir or madam

Rectumcanon: I insist that this is the case specifically to spite the fandom, because fuck this popular fanon in particular.