The first 45 minutes were pretty good. I didn't mind the anti-purist take on Sherlock at all. Why not see him as more of a freak, badass, and flamingly gay? All those parts have always been in him, both in previous films and books. But then the film devolves into an endless fight sequence and Guy Ritchie camera tricks and loses all the flavor on looking upon the personalities anew. Reasonably entertaining, all in all.
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