Pathetic.

Today (15/1/12) the BBC series Sherlock reached the end of it's second series with a re-telling of the famous Conan Doyle story where Sherlock Holmes dies. Apart playing on the Sun newspaper's paranoia it was largely back to it's original series best only really toying with the people who'd read the original story. Sherlock's arch enemy Moriarty sent out to destroy him by isolating him from his friends, destroying his reputation and sending him horribly burnt ginger bread men.

Unfortunately for the climax they couldn't afford a trip to a German waterfall so they instead had a Spooks style scene on the roof of London's Saint Bartholomew's Hospital. They could have ended it with the cliffhanger of Martin Freeman's Dr Watson standing over Sherlock's grave thinking of his mortgage and begging Benedict Cumberbatch's Holmes not to "die" by moving to Hollywood. Instead they ended it by pulling back to reveal a very much alive Sherlock Holmes.

Apart from that I'm trying to watch the film "The Reader" for the first time as it's being shown on Channel 4. So on the occasion of Ricky Gervais hosting the Golden Globe awards for the second time may I be the first to say that Nataile Portman has really raised the bar for that best actress Oscar.