There was a time when I had my finger on the pulse of popular culture. I saw the latest theatrical releases. I went to concerts, to the theatre, even to museums exhibit openings. I watched TV, and I read newspapers. Today, the mother of a two-year old, sadly, I am adrift in the land of the clueless and the out of touch - unless you count the Wiggles and Maisy the Mouse as icons of popularity - and I am pretty sure you don't, right?
Fortunately, my students make an effort to keep me informed. Of course, I know I sorely disappoint. I rarely see the films they recommend or check out the latest music video and or TV program they are raving about. Still, there is one instance in which I have listened to their advice, and for that I am so ever so grateful. My students introduced me to Sherlock.
Have you seen this show? If not, you must! It is a masterpiece. I am addicted, and it is truly my guilty pleasure. Sherlock is brilliantly played by Benedict Cumberbatch and Dr. Watson by Martin Freeman. Each episode recreates one of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's stories giving it a new and often wickedly clever modern twist. Literary snobs or media junkies - this show is sure to please one and all. And, though my finger may still be far from the pulse of popular culture, I did find Sherlock. So, don't right me off just yet.