Dr. John Watson (Martin Freeman) is an army doctor just home from Afghanistan. Haunted by dreams of the violence he saw, he's having trouble fitting back into London. Then he runs into an old friend, who suggests he get a flatmate and subsequently introduces him to an exceedingly eccentric character: A man named Sherlock Holmes (Benedict Cumberbatch). Soon the pair are up to their necks in a case involved serial suicides - or is it serial murders?
Pros: This was hilarious. Holmes is so eccentric (without being quite over the top), and Watson has a good sense of humor. Speaking of Watson, I loved his character! He's usually such an idiot in movies, but I would say he has an above-average intellect in this series. And the music - which is really odd - is perfect! The case was puzzling, but Sherlock's solving of it wasn't unbelievable. I mean, he noticed tiny things and drew conclusions (normally ones that I never would have drawn), but it didn't take a suspension of logic in order to believe that he could have deduced the things he did from the facts he had. (Although I must say I thought of a couple things before he did.) Detective Inspector Lestrade (Rupert Graves) was a good, harrassed policeman who's not portrayed as an idiot.
Cons: The filmmakers left it up to the viewers to decide whether Sherlock is gay or not. All we really know is that he doesn't care about relationships in almost any form.
My Rating: T/MT ((depends on the person's exposure to homosexual people) thematic elements, homosexual references (which would barely have merited notice if they were not homosexual), sexual references)
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