Reflections of a stormy petrel

But I'm liking Sherlock less and less. This is meant to be a goddamn mystery show, isn't it? And they have a blankitty-blank Secret Government Military Conspiracy at the centre of it from moment one, thus giving away the culprit (mad scientist/bureaucrat in government service), the purpose (making secret super-weapons that mess with minds), and the method (said super-weapon, and, oh yes, they also turns out to be unreliable - double points for cliches) to anyone who has ever watched a thriller since 1945? Could anything be more stale, predictable and plain dumb? - except, perhaps, for the various gay jokes which seem to delight my female fellow fans for some reason? Moffatt needs to seriously debug his imagination; this sort of thing stopped being interesting about 1973, if it ever was.