Ritchie turns the traditional Holmes /Watson relationship on its ear and makes his heroes the Laurel and Hardy of detective mysteries. His characterization of Holmes is one of a unshaven misfit, and Watson comes off as the reluctant friend, jealous of Holmes is so weak a character as to let Holmes continually insult him and put his life in jeopardy. It was frustrating to watch. Ritchie could have gotten more out of these seasoned actors but his ego gets in the way trying to create what seems to be a new Sherlock Homes franchise. I hope in the next installment, Homes takes a bath and shaves and Watson comes out of the closet and realizes his engagement is just overcompensation for his true feeling for SH.
Clooney takes you back to the era of the mad cap movie romp. He even films in a sepia tone the has a black and white quality that adds to its attractiveness . This movie doesn't attempt to be more that it's suppose to be, entertainment. Truth with prevail, the hero gets the girl and America is a winner in the Great War and at the birth of professional football. Dispite a couple of liberties that Mr. Clooney took, was there a forward pass in football in 1925, one of the songs in the movie wasn't written till much later, and there were no black fighting troops in WWI. Other than that George, thanks for a delightful evening at the movies