Elementary "The Leviathan" Review: Hooray for Career Day!

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Elementary S02E10: "The Leviathan"

I wish I could be a blogging curmudgeon all the time and have something to complain about in every review, but alas, every so often I'm genuinely entertained by an episode and get so caught up in the actual show I forget to pick out things to complain about. Last night's Elementary is a prime example. At first I was very angry about the whole threesome with twins thing (I have twin sisters so I'm particularly sensitive to Twin Issues), because it's one of those TV tropes that won't die despite the fact that it's out-and-out incest and only possible if you're dealing with two completely broken people, but now I've gotten that rant out of my system I have nothing but praise for "The Leviathan."

Quite literally a puzzle, Sherlock was given a brainy little task in solving how an expensive vault was broken into for a second time and for once the first people we met (floor manager, creator of the Leviathan) were not ultimately the culprits. No, after Sherlock's usual antics of disregarding private property:


And stumbling onto inappropriately grisly crime scenes:

...he pieced together that three jurors at the trial of the first band of thieves who cracked the Leviathan figured out their M.O. and then conducted a copycat heist. Pretty cool concept, really, and the process of figuring out the algorithm and swabbing down the suspects was full of really genuinely interesting bits of information. And the final twist, that blood found at a crime scene matched another profile because it was generated by donated bone marrow, like that was seriously interesting and unique. Add to that the joy of Watson being very involved and not in left field! Yes, despite taking off for girlie stuff ("Brunch with mom!") after disapprovingly checking out Sherlock's twin bedfellows, Watson and her doctor steeze was instrumental in solving this week's case. 'Bout time, I say.

Not that Watson didn't also have her own emotionally wrought B arc this week. Watson's mom has a bad case of the order-for-yas, seemed mildly disapproving (although I would have been giving that vest dress the side eye too), and was sort of obsessed with her son (or at least that's what we were led to believe). Sherlock saved the day by inviting himself to dinner with Watson's family and warmly describing her career in florid terms. "Her success can be measured in careers restored... and lives saved."

And dishes washed. I'm sorry, but WHY was Watson already washing the dishes when Sherlock came in with wine? She better have used two bowls while eating her own dinner because a sober companion shouldn't be a live-in maid. Although he did bring her breakfast in bed so maybe she was just returning the favor.

Weirdly, when Watson's mom came to visit Holmes' place, she was supposed to be sort of aghast at the gorgeously lit, fastidiously decorated brownstone where Watson is currently slummin'. Like please. "I've never seen anything like it," disapproving mom managed disapprovingly. Well, I guess you never watched Season 3 of The Real World. The house, the lacy sheets, the eclectic Victorian-cum-'90s coffee shop vibe is part of the show (and Holmes and Watson's "shared love of the bizarre," if "bizarre" means carefully curated antiques, Eames chairs, flatscreen TVs, and a heapin' helpin' of shabby chic). The cozy atmosphere is 40 percent of the appeal, the other 60 percent is the idea of a job where you set your own hours, sleep in in the morning until it's light out, and get to physically walk outside on the reg. Maybe we should ALL go be sober companions.

Of course Watson's mom visiting wasn't important in that she had come to terms with her daughter's career—it was that finally a voice broke through the sober talk blather and said "Hey Watson, you like deducing. How about you focus on that?" Will this mean Watson is less likely to take to her heels next week and spend the episode at the side of yet another troubled ex-boyfriend? I certainly hope so. I'd love it if the series would click Watson into full-on deductive mode, and this episode (written in part by the show's creator) seemed to be pointing the boat in that direction.

Tink tink tink fork on crystal, attention, all you Greglock shippers, Gregson and Sherlock had some really adorable moments this week. You could tell Gregson was going weak in the knees when Sherlock dropped a load of stolen swag onto his desk...

...and then when he walked into a crime scene and Sherlock was soulfully playing piano? That will haunt Gregson's dreams for years to come. Aidan Quinn's perpetually misty eyes and the fact that he's wildly overqualified to play a bit regular like Gregson leads me to believe the actor has created his own motivation for this police chief, and he's portraying the character as a man desperately struggling to contain an all-consuming love. I'm sorry, I need some romance to watch a show and Quinn gots whats it takes. Its my version of a twin threesome fantasy, okay?

Final question, and it's a career one and it's leveled at Sherlock: Is the NYPD paying him? I could have sworn he said in the pilot that he volunteers his services. Yet he's offering jobs to a locksmith on a consultant basis and keeps describing himself as a consultant. Is Daddums going to fund not only Sherlock's funny T-Shirt collection but another member of his entourage? Is Daddums going to bankroll Watson as a deductive partner? Inquiring minds want to know.


QUESTIONS:

1. Is Sherlock getting paid for his many many services?

2. Twin threesome: Early '80s beer commercial relic or every man's fantasy?

3. Did you love this week's mystery?

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