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A Game of Shadows (3/10)
by Tony Medley
Run time 128
OK for children.
I didn't like
Robert Downey, Jr.'s first iteration of Sherlock Holmes (2009) and I
don't like this one, either, also directed by Guy Ritchie. If possible,
I liked this less than the first. As an aside that I did find amusing,
the IMDB lists the writers as Michele Mulroney and Kieran Mulroney "and
one more credit." When you click on that one more credit, it turns out
to be Arthur Conan Doyle. If
Sir Arthur had lived to see what they've done to his detective, ma, I
doubt if he'd want to be mentioned, even in passing like this.
I don't like the
innumerable fights so idiotic they can't even be choreographed, so they
are shown with cuts so quick and fast you can't tell what's happening or
who's doing what to whom.
I don't like all
the homosexual innuendos implying that Sherlock has a sexual lust for
Dr. Watson (Jude Law again), and that his brother, Mycroft (Stephen
Fry), now likes to parade around in the nude. I don't like the non-existent plot, which is limited to the
animosity and rivalry between Holmes and Prof. Moriarty (Jared Harris,
in a good performance). I don't like the silly stunts that are so
physically impossible they defy any credibility whatsoever. I don't like
the pseudo-intellectual approach to fighting in which Holmes plots each
move in his mind (which we see) before the fight. Then we have to see
the fight yet again. It's bad enough to watch these ludicrous
machinations once, much less twice. I don't like the elegant,
intellectual Holmes of Basil Rathbone being reduced to Downey's dirty,
disheveled, unshaven bum. I don't like the clever, intricate plotting
devised by Sir Arthur for Holmes to deduce being changed
into a James Bondian super-adventure that requires no deduction or
clever thinking whatsoever. I don't like the unfunny attempts at
repartee between Holmes and Watson, where they unsuccessfully strain to
I did like
seeing Rachel McAdams for five minutes. And I really liked seeing Noomi
Rapace, the original Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, looking beautiful and
speaking perfect English. She's what kept me in the
theater (that, and my knowledge that I would be able to write this
Since I missed
the media screening, there were maybe 12 people in the theater for my 5
p.m. screening on opening night. 11 of them applauded when the film
ended. I thought maybe they were applauding that it was finally over,
but my friend disabused me of that unkind thought.