I wish I could remember more than a few vague details
about Guy Ritchie’s first Sherlock Holmes
so that I could make some kind of pithy comparison between it and its sequel Sherlock Holmes – A Game of Shadows.
Unfortunately the first was a mostly forgettable exercise in style over
substance. Ritchie’s films have always tended toward a strong emphasis on
camera tricks, bits of slow motion spliced together with regular speed action
and a cacophony of thudding and popping sound effects to conduct a symphonic
overload of the senses. It worked for his first two outings but now grows
tiresome.
