"Head cocked to the left, partial deafness in ear: first point of attack. Two: throat; paralyze vocal chords, stop scream. Three: got to be a heavy drinker, floating rib to the liver. Four: finally, drag in left leg, fist to patella. Summary prognosis: unconscious in ninety seconds, martial efficacy quarter of an hour at best. Full faculty recovery: unlikely."
Sherlock Holmes.
Script Logic; 1/2
Pace; 2/2
Acting; 2/2Aesthetic; 2/2
Originality & Intention; 2/2
Final Score; 9/10
Final Word;
Speaking as someone who can take-or-leave most
of Guy Ritchie’s output, and is only lukewarm on Jude Law, this is adventure
comedy at its very best. The chemistry between the aforementioned Law and
Downey’s portrayal of the ‘great detective’ sparks with wise-cracking good
humour and warmth, while the action and set pieces (while absurd) are all exciting
stuff. The pace never lags, and good support is given by the beautiful Rachel
McAdams and Mark Strong- on fine dastardly form as the Alistair Crowley-type
mastermind behind a bizarre spree of killings. But beware, the Sherlock Holmes
that your mother and father read this is not, so don’t expect any real attempt
at sleuthing- in this, Ritchie’s adrenalin-fuelled reinvention, the puzzle
solving is purely a means to take you from laugh to laugh and explosion to
explosion. Accepted on its own good-spirited terms this is entertainment of the
highest order.
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