Episode One, Season Four and the Watsons have a baby. That's usually what happens when someone is pregnant, after a while they stop being pregnant and a baby appears. Slight hint of the good doctor being a bit of a bad doctor and having a fling with some random bus woman but who cares? Sherlock has been reprieved because of the Moriaty conundrum. Nobody calls it that but they should. It would be a great title for an episode. I'm great at pretend episode titles. I'm still waiting for the BBC to take me up on Doctor Who And The Spacey Bastards.
Sherlock's approach to working out what Little Jim's malevolent legacy might be is to act as though nothing has changed, except for the Watsons having a baby. Post aborted suicide mission to Eastern Europe is painless, it takes on many cases, one of which is about somebody smashing busts of Margaret Thatcher. Bad, bad liberal political bias from the BBC. Except it's not a political act, it's a mysterious stranger trying to retrieve an item hidden inside one of the busts. They know it's there because they put it there. Six years ago. After nasty antics alongside Mary Watson in a betrayed undercover mission in Tbilisi.
Keeping up? Well don't. Let it all unfold. You're supposed to think it's all about Moriaty, possibly connected to some stupid old pearl. And then you're shocked when it isn't and we realise Mary's former colleague wants to murder her to death because he thinks she betrayed him. But she didn't. Someone else did. Not Moriaty. Someone female. Not Lady Whatsername from the last proper episode (we're ignoring the drug hallucinations of last year's special). But someone. Ooh who can it be? I bet she's a right shithead: betraying people is what shitheads do.
Mary pretends to be some other people to flee the country and keep John and the baby (yes it has a name but no lines so I'm not telling you) safe. But Sherlock is cleverer than her. And her former colleague is clever too and they have a bit of a shooty moment in which we realise that the someone female who did the betraying isn't Mary. Well, we already knew that, right, because we like her. But it is now confirmed. Yay! She's my favourite Watson. And John is too.
Oh dear. Things and stuff and stuff and things happen and all of a sudden the Watsons are a trio no longer. No, John hasn't moved in his fancy woman for some farcically saucy seventies style Bohemianism. Mary's been killed to death. Taking a bullet for Sherlock. See what they did there? Debt paid. Former undercover operative with cleverness and skill set that steals focus from the title character removed from series.
Cue John blaming Sherlock and shunning his company. Cue pre-recorded posthumous message from Mary to Sherl asking him to save John. From himself. From his grief. Cue a window into the detective's own grief and guilt in those big old Cumblebum eyes. Why doesn't he just bend space and time and use mystical forces to revive Mary? Oh, because he isn't Doctor Strange in this one. Bollocks! He is good. Acting wise. Good acting from the Cumblyman.
And from Amanda Abbington, really going out on a virtuoso performance. Martin Freeman is almost an extra until the end when John's absence from Sherlock's life flavours a powerful but not overtly sentimental denouement. Still, he looks good with a daisy in his hair. And on buses.
Two episodes to come. How do our boys sort out their issues and bond yet again? Perhaps one of them could fake their own death and then come back disguised as a waiter.
Oh, and none of this was to do with Moriaty. Unless it later turns out that it was. Oh and the betrayer was a Whitehall secretary.
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