Next Time---Less Shit Sherlock

We got in the car, drove to Astoria and went to a plex and saw Sherlock Holmes.

It was a cartoon. It was sort of silly, all the martial arts type movie fighting. Whatever. Boys. Funny, though, you have this somewhat soft story between Holmes and Watson and then all this fight stuff for those who need excitement-by-destruction. Some people say the relationship between Holmes and Watson is sort of gay. I don’t know. Seems like a lot of guys I knew in their twenties who were simply upset that their best friend was getting married, leaving the single guy behind.

All the clues clues clues throughout the movie…but that’s all it was, an accretion. Which I hear is how the books are. Then, at the end, Holmes wraps it all up. There is no chance that you can figure it out while you watch it because you don’t get any insight into what Holmes is thinking. You just get to see what he is seeing. Then, the big reveal. So, time passes and you just don’t think. You observe. It is all very passive and you do not get invited in, until the unneeded fighting, and even that, well, what is that?

So to not spoil anything, there is this evil guy who thinks he is the next coming of the Anti-Christ. The whole British Empire is what he wants. Power hungry. Masons kind of thing. Annoying. But the physical world is what Holmes is all about. And so is the movie, in its execution and then, philosophically.

Fights, mayhem, etc.

Looks like Guy Ritchie simply went, “Sure, I’ll take the big paycheck. Let’s make this thing.” It was certainly beautiful. Robert Downey Jr. was fantastic, as always. Jude Law kept up.

I was bored.

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