Sherlock

Dear Millennials,

Tonight I watched our future. If you haven’t seen Sherlock, the BBC TV series based on Sir Conon Doyle’s detective stories, do yourself a favor. Stop reading my blog, and go watch Sherlock.

Now that you’re back. Did you catch all those millennial connections? Technology – cell phones, gps, email— wasn’t just integrated, but super vital to the plotline. I love how text messages pop up super-imposed onto the screen almost like it’s a second form of dialogue, and how Sherlock has such a handy grasp of gadgets without relying on them for any real intelligence.

Bendict Cumberbatch (not a new item on the brunch menu) plays the consulting detective. He’s not past his prime, but just getting into it, too old to be a millennial himself, born in 76, but he’s got something baby in his face and dark locks, that gives him a almost a youthful vulnerability, reminding me of our generation’s loner, Veronica Mars-like qualities. (But his good looks are almost a bit too effeminate, which makes sense seeing as Holmes has always been considered asexual. A bit like Kyle XY to me).

She’d totally idolize him. He doesn’t give up. He isn’t used to teamwork, but boy does Watson help him kick ass. They’re buddies. One’s unbelievably smart, the other an broken do-gooder. Doesn’t this sound like Mr. Howe’s prediction of us?

It made me realize what our calling is, what our generation is preparing for, with all our cooperation and twitter abilities and concern for society and perfect SAT scores. We’re meant to become –

detectives!...?

(I hope so (Cause they really know how to kick some ass).).