A Lesbian’s Guide to Shipping Johnlock in S3, or
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bombshell
[This meta is long but it’s going to important places. Patience is advised.]
As a 43-year-old lesbian I’ve spent most of my life studiously reading between the lines. My erotic desires lounge in the liminal space between code and image. I am 4 years younger than Mark Gatiss who grew up in the north of England a whole ocean and half a continent away from me but we share some basic survival skills. We learned early on to read between the lines, alright, to read gaily during a very confusing era for young queers.
There’s a whole documentary called The Celluloid Closet about what it was like to be a gay cinema-goer in the 20th century looking at overt representations of your desire (almost universally pathologized) and looking into film narratives desperate to find some of the gay, any of the gay to identify with. God, the loneliness! Go watch the documentary. Do it.
A Bit of Gay Man Background
Younger Sherlockians won’t remember a time when homosexual desire was literally the love that dare not speak its name. For god’s sake when Gatiss and I were kids nobody ever confirmed publicly that Liberace was gay! There were jokes and winks of course.
But I’m serious. Liberace even won a lawsuit in the UK against William Connor, a Daily Mirror reporter who implied he was homosexual by calling him fruit-flavoured!
Connor wrote that Liberace was “…the summit of sex - the pinnacle of masculine, feminine, and neuter. Everything that he, she, and it can ever want… a deadly, winking, sniggering, snuggling, chromium-plated, scent-impregnated, luminous, quivering, giggling, fruit-flavoured, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother love.”
(Two important contextual facts: male homosexuality was then illegal; the word “gay” had not become an antonym for homosexual).
After a six-day hearing, during which Liberace denied being homosexual or ever having taken part in homosexual acts, the jury found for him. He was awarded a then-record £8,000 in damages (about £500,000 in today’s money). (x)
Not only were we desperate for representations of our desires and identities in popular media and discourse, but what we thought we could read definitively as gay/queer/homosexual was undermined quite often by the very people we were confidently reading— the people we were kind of sure we could look to for confirmation that we we not only not alone, but that queer people could be and were already loved by the masses. That’s how you make what you call a gay icon.
Here’s another example of confusing from our teenage era. We watched this handsome gay boy cinema heart throb, Rock Hudson,
be ravaged by AIDS. He wasted away shockingly before our very eyes and at first he denied he even had the disease and then a year later when he finally admitted he did have AIDS he claimed he got it from a blood transfusion. After his death scores of celebrities came forward to verify that the beloved Hudson was indeed gay.
Sherlock in Love, a Queer Love Triangle
It’s not possible, given the mainstream cultural expressions and repressions of homosexuality, to overestimate the impact that Billy Wilder’s overtly queer film, The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes, had on the young Gatiss, gay Holmesian fanboy. (Moffat, too!) I’ll repeat Gatiss’ famous lines about the film because they’re MARVELOUS:
They gently take the mickey out of Sherlock Holmes in the way that you can only do with something that you really adore. It’s a fantastically melancholy film. The relationship between Sherlock and Watson is treated beautifully; Sherlock effectively falls in love with him in the film, but it’s so desperately unspoken. There’s an amazing scene where, to get out of a situation where a Russian ballerina wants Sherlock to father her child, he claims Watson and he are gay. Watson is outraged and, when he calms down, speaks of the women all over the world who could attest to his sexuality. He says to Sherlock, “You do too, don’t you?” Holmes is silent, and Watson says, “Am I being presumptuous? There have been women, haven’t there?” Holmes says, “The answer is yes – you are being presumptuous.” Sensational. -Mark Gatiss, “The Film that Changed My Life”
Mofftisson giveth and, we fear, taketh away. We’ve been blessed with so many canonical references to Johnlock that it makes me giddy, while at the same time we’re told again and again and again that John’s not gay. Nope. Not. We Johnlock shippers are sick at the idea that John’s attachment to Mary will erase, undermine, etc. all the homoeroticism we’ve been luxuriating in for two seasons.
If you haven’t seen TPLoSH, you need to know one very important fact. Three-continents Watson is so plainly straight. Sherlock Holmes, according to Gatiss’s own reading, falls desperately in love with a straight man.
With every frustrated plan Sherlock has for himself and John, every moment it should be the two of them against the rest of the world, every notice that John’s heart or attentions are divided, Mary will be the torch. Mary will be the torch that shines a light on Sherlock, the man who carries a torch for her husband. Sherlock thought his grand re-entrance into John’s life would be a source of awe and admiration for his former flatmate. That absence of awe only serves to highlight that it once existed, flowed freely. What Mary has of John will only serve to underscore what Sherlock no longer does. And by forcing us to read between the lines for our cannon/canon fodder, we will read queerly. For me, this is second nature. For Gatiss, second nature. Most of YOU will earn the frustrations, yes but ultimately the exquisite, exquisite joy of cherishing stolen moments of desire and longing. Trust me, it’s fucking hot.
Mary, who is going to be an AWESOME character, a sexy, strong woman we can love, Mary will be our proof.
I say it will be some work on your part but for god’s sake that still up there ^ Sherlock looking at John from his freaking bedroom. That’s hardly subtle, is it?!
Important Stuff to Look At
Some things are so smart they literally choke me up. Perfect. Perfect. (And if you want the book of The Celluloid Closet, you can download it here.)
Here’s the FULL INTERVIEW of Benedict Cumberbatch being just crazy adorable on Jimmy Kimmel’s show. :-) I included everything from the show that involved him…
States refusing to expand Medicaid under the Affordable Care Act will lose more than $35 billion collectively in federal funds by 2022, and cost their taxpaying citizens more. That’s from a new report from the Commonwealth Fund, Not expanding Medicaid is not a rational decision for any state. But there are some very big losers: Texas ($9.6 billion), Florida ($5 billion), Georgia ($2.9 billion), Virginia ($2.8 billion) and North Carolina ($2.6 billion). The citizens of those states will continue to “bear a significant share of the overall cost of the expansion through federal tax payments,” the report says, while they will “not enjoy any of the benefits.”
So red state residents are paying the federal taxes that help support Medicaid expansion everywhere but at home. More than that, they’re losing the community hospitals that they rely on for timely medical care, especially in emergencies.
All because the Republican governors of these states are afraid of the GOP presidential primary. They’re cowards who are hurting people for no good reason, because the GOP base is insane.
BBC Christmas Trailer
Whoah, wait, what? We get Top Gear, too???
|—||F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thatkindofwoman)|
I have seriously seen ZERO Mary or Amanda hate on my own dash. Must be following the right folks.
(Actually, what hate I have seen has been folks I follow responding to the haters with mature, thoughtful analysis and rebuttal. So, yeah…following good people here, too.)
So, yeah, a lot of people hating on Mary Morstan right now, because they seem to think she’s blocking John’s true love for Sherlock. Which I guess makes perfect sense.
Because everyone knows you can never REALLY love both a man and a woman, right? You’re either gay or straight and there is no middle ground allowed, EVER.
I wonder what people would think if John had fallen in love with Gary Morstan instead. Think there’d be half as much hate? Yeah, me neither.
tl;dr - People hating on John + Mary = all the bullshit that bisexual people have heard (from both gay and straight people) our whole entire fucking lives EVER.
Describe your ideal reading experience (when, where, what, how).
While shooting in Portland, Ore., I got the pleasure of discovering Powell’s Books, an enormous old bookstore (which I hope still exists) and stayed there the entire day. I just curled up in a comfy chair and read. They had a cafe in the store that I frequented. What joy.
—Bryan Cranston: By the Book in the NYT
“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi