On today’s edition of Reichenbach Rewatch: Just Fuck Me Up Why Don’t You:
I noticed this little detail among the clues of the kidnapping case. There’s the copy of Grimm’s Fairy Tales that was left in the little girl’s trunk, and what looks like a paperback book aimed at kids.
Okay initially I assumed this was just another of the little girl’s belongings that was in her trunk, and maybe that’s what the police thought it was, but then I took a closer look at the title: Poppy Love.
POPPY LOVE. As in, morphine addiction. And also, if that weren’t bad enough, a play on “puppy love,” which strikes me as just exactly the kind of shitty thing Moriarty would say to Sherlock about his feelings toward John.
Then I had a look at the book itself. IT GETS WORSE HANG ON TO YOURSELVES.
So Poppy Love is a character. This is a book in a series. Other books include Poppy Love Takes the Floor, and Poppy Love: All That Jazz. The books are about dancing. This is the particular book that appears on this table o crime:
Give him a puzzle and watch him dance.
I love dancing. I’ve always loved it.
Given the content of TRF and the general themes of Sherlock getting his comeuppance I mean I just.
