Aside from the entire issue of politics from this week (thank GOD) I woke up this morning looking for some good news, and I was met with THIS travesty. Sherlock Holmes is engaged. Wait. Benedict Cumberbatch who plays Sherlock Holmes is engaged, and he had the NERVE to do it in the most old school, adorable way ever.
Seriously. This is cute, no matter how upset I am about it. Let me give you a bit of background, since I really do NOT do pop culture blogging, but decided to do so, after stewing for most of the morning and afternoon. I find Cumberbatch attractive. Mostly because of his role as Sherlock, but it came around full force when I saw him as Khan in Star Trek: Into Darkness this year. I’m not entirely sure that he’s played a character without fault, or who wasn’t a jerk, that you still happened to love anyway. As Sherlock, he’s so jerky, that you can’t help but like him, even though, if you spent two minutes with him, you’d want to punch him in the face – as evidenced by his partner John Watson.
Did you see the placement too? Right above the deaths? Because I’m SURE several women died when this was released. Between the ice bucket challenge, his Star Fleet uniform in Star Trek (yes, Trekkie here) and his general nonchalant demeanor in Sherlock, he has won over many, many women, the world over. I’m upset that he thinks that he’s an odd-looking man, because that’s unfortunate – and seriously here – shows that men go through the same issues in general.
All kidding aside, I do send him many congratulations, and I have to say that Sophie Hunter may start getting lots of bribes in the post soon, because c’mon. It’s nice to think about celebrities when they AREN’T married to someone. Less guilt ridden that way.