posted on Nov, 9 2017 @ 09:26 AM
a reply to: ADSE255
When I was first made aware that my favourite fictional detective was to be once more rendered onto "film", I was concerned. I had thought very little
of the Robert Downey Jnr and Jude Law action romp, and had been an enormous fan of the eighties series, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, starring
Jeremy Brett and David Burke, with its slavish adherence to the original stories as penned by Doyle, and its gorgeous portrayals of a gas lit,
Victorian era London. From the way the characters spoke and the artful way in which Brett delivered every line he spoke in character, to the accuracy
of the dress, the mannerisms, the very essence of the bit players, every aspect of that show appealed to me, and I found myself greeting the idea of a
new adaptation, with nothing more than the most utter and all encompassing distaste, sure as I was that whatever came next, could not possibly be
anything like as impactful or artfully done, as had been the work done during Brett's tenure in the lead role.
I was, I am thankful to say, utterly mistaken in being so opposed to a new adaptation. For all that the gas lit streets of London were, as I had
feared, now lit with neon, for all that the characters had been transported from without the lavish, visually stunning Victorian era, and plonked down
in the artless, tedious period in which I actually live, the way Sherlock and Watson interacted, the way Cumberbatch's lines were written, and his
delivery of them, the way in which it was all done, came together to be something entirely majestic, even though it was not as rigidly locked to the
original stories as it might have been.
Having seen all of the shows episodes, the only thing I can honestly say that I dislike about it, is that there are no more of them, and as far as I
know, no plans to make any more of them either.