Television, at its most precise, communicates in fragments.
Not in episodes, not in arcs, not in the accumulated weight of seasons — though all of those matter — but in the individual moments that arrive and stick. The fragment that the brain refuses to release.
Sherlock generated these fragments with unusual consistency. The show seemed, at certain moments, almost aware of what it was doing — constructing individual images and exchanges that were designed to persist beyond their context, to detach from the episode around them and circulate on their own.
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