I, like many around the world, have fallen under Sherlock’s enchantment. Specifically Sherlock as portrayed in the BBC’s Sherlock, which has finished its second season.
Ahem, this post will not dwell on the high cheekbones of Benedict Cumberbatch, just FYI. I’ll leave that to Irene Adler.
The mystery I want to unlock: What makes Sherlock so compelling?
I’ve narrowed it down to a few possible causes.
But first, I’ve been told this enchantment of mine is ridiculous. Sherlock is an arrogant, self-absorbed, tactless, emotionless, and well, in his words, “I’m not a psychopath…I’m a high-functioning sociopath, do your research.” (Study in Pink).
So now I must prove myself, since apparently you’re not able to just admire people like this.
I see Sherlock’s humanity. Specifically, his convictions, his duality, and (interestingly) his addictive behavior all make him compelling.
Still don’t believe me?
Convictions are attractive. Sherlock is a man of his word. He assesses situations without making assumptions, all with incredible confidence and competence. I can’t help but believe him when he insists that evidence is pointing in another direction. What isn’t there to like about someone who does his job extremely well and sticks to his guns?
Duality reveals his complexity. Holmes is so smart, it’s nearly impossible to keep up with his deductions. His seems superhuman.
He explodes, “Oh, look at you lot! You’re all so vacant. Is it nice not being me? It must be so relaxing!” (Study in Pink) in his overblown pride, but then astonishes us later by apologizing to Molly, the lab technician with, “I am sorry. Forgive me” (A Scandal in Belgravia) after crushing her with his wit.
Sherlock shows compassion at the strangest moments, revealing that he cares deeply about the people he treats as insignificant.
Starting to see what I see?