A Coffee and Some Sherlock Holmes Friday

Creepy Poster Man, you’re not helping me here . . .*

You know what is frustrating me right now?

Wanting and trying to sit down to write something, and then have every combination of words I try to string together come out in a gnarled, clunky mess of nothing.

The cause of said frustration is my attempts to write about Sherlock Holmes. And I’m not even trying to write about the character penned by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, or the dashing man of action as portrayed by Robert Downey, Jr., or even the curmudgeonly doctor who was a clear homage to the consulting detective – one Gregory House of House, M.D.

I’m not even attempting to write about the modernized version of the great detective in the (quite frankly) brilliant BBC series Sherlock. (Of which there are only two seasons of three one-and-a-half hours episodes each, and if you have watched it you will agree this is not enough.)

No, I’m trying to write about CBS’s own take on putting the Victorian-era character into the 21st century via their new series Elementary.

I wasn’t even going to watch the show at first. After all, how much TV do I really have the time to be watching? I’ve cut down as it is, and it seems silly to add in a new show. Plus Steven Moffat, Mark Gatiss, Benedict Cumberbatch, and Martin Freeman (the brains and two lead actors respectively of the BBC series) have all done a wonderful job of taking Sherlock Holmes and company out of the era of hansom cabs and telegrams, and into the world of taxis and texting.

So why set myself to watch three episodes of the show?

Simply put – I was curious. I was curious to see how Sherlock Holmes would fare in New York fresh out of rehab with a female Watson hired by Sherlock’s father to serve as his son’s sober companion. I wondered what sort of crimes he would be solving in a shorter format, what of the original series of stories would make it into this reimagining of the world of Sherlock Holmes.

And after three episodes, I’m planning to keep tuning in. I hope to find out what Sherlock’s relationship with his yet-to-be-seen father is actually like, and to learn more about what prompted Joan Watson to give up her career as a surgeon, and see if Mrs. Hudson (Sherlock’s ever-patient landlady in the original stories) will somehow make an appearance.

I’m glad I decided to give it an honest chance, even if I am unable to properly write something about it.

Blergh.

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