Friday, May 22, 2015

Two out of three ain't bad

Various nights this week I've watched the second series of Sherlock. Cumberbatch and Freeman are pretty much bulletproof, as is much of the supporting cast.

On to the stories. The second is the X-Files-ized version of "The Hound of the Baskervilles", which I liked. The third was the Reichenbach fall, the update on "The Final Problem". Pretty good, although there are some apparent logic gaps. Leaving the first story, "A Scandal in Belgravia". Where Irene Adler is a dominatrix/prostitute who's a lesbian but has the hots for Sherlock anyway. I don't think "Let's do our 21st century Sherlock Holmes update the way Frank Miller would have written it" is an idea that should have gotten past the cocktail napkin stage.

2 comments:

semiconscious said...

we loved the first season, despised the second, watched one episode of the third, & quit. my theory: the overwhelming success of the first season seems to've resulted in the creators falling prey to a chronic bout of narcissism: the series immediately became reduced to little more than an endlessly self-satisfied reflection on just how bloody clever/wonderful it was...

from delightful to revolting in one year - things do move sooo quickly nowadays :) ...

Ben said...

Can sort of see the process you're talking about. At the very least, though, I'll probably see that one episode of the third you talked about, if only to see for sure how Sherlock faked his death. And at least Cumberbatch, Freeman and a few others are keeping it real.