A high-functioning sociopath meets a compassionate and devoted commoner and learns about the world of feelings while the latter becomes sharper and more discerning.
When will the list of mystery dramas based on this concept end? Probably never because it's supposed to be fun. And the gist of this fun is supposed to be the strange charisma of the detective which Yuko Takeuchi brazenly lacks, and their interaction with the partner - which Shihori cannot sustain because there is so little to be involved in. Even though Shihori on her own was okay. Even though Yuko was looking extremely attractive every single moment of the series.
The new take on Mrs. Hudson, Mycroft, Lestrade and his subordinate, and just everyone around them is very enjoyable, but what's with this indifference from the main two characters multiplied by absolute apathy of the writers who created criminals who remain unfound despite touching their weapon with bare hands, flat characters of victims who start shouting suddenly as if it's the only way to show their grief, the writers who send a woman to rest at home after she had been tortured with electricity, the writers who could only come up with these contrived explanations for the crimes?
Oh please if you had money on that wonderful wardrobe of Sherlock's, you could as well spend them on a nice script and acting.
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