more Sherlock Holmes love
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silversolitaireI'm watching my wonderful Sherlock Holmes series, given to me by my beloved tiger and I'm enjoying it greatly. I want to write down some scenes that amused my muchly or I simply enjoyed for purely aethetic reasons.
First of all, let me tell you how very much I adore Jeremy Brett as Sherlock Holmes. He's simply perfect. His physique is flawless. He has the nose, the hair, the elegant white hands, the thin lips and slender appearance. I adore him. And Brett plays Holmes just as he has been written. He's smart, efficient, chaotic and so rude. It amuses the hell out of me. When he suddenly blares out a comment, making his clients gasp in surprise and in the back you see Watson cover his face and groan. I could see scenes like that every day for the rest of my life and never be bored for a moment.
David Burke also is lovely. I plays a wonderful Watson who's also quite intelligent, but he's also calm and polite, friendly and helpful. He's everything Holmes is not. Just like in the books. So much better than the doofus Watson usually portrayed in your average Sherlock Holmes dramatization, where he follows Holmes like a gaping idiot and adores every step he takes. Not this Watson. He often frowns at Holmes rudenesses, or he smiles softly, knowing about all the quirks and oddities that are Sherlock Holmes. He's also quite prim and squeamish. He hates the mess Holmes leaves everywhere. In "The Dancing Men" Holmes puts a small red book right on top of a bottle. Quite an instable construction and it drives the tidy Watson nuts. He keeps eyeing it, frowning, his fingers itching to remove it, but he checks himself in time, all the time observed by a smiling Holmes. Wonderful...
Now, how shall I name the scenes I liked most when I might as well type up a close recount of every single scene? But I shall try... I love it when Holmes already has gathered all clues and information and leaves it to Watson to do the rest. Like when he is passed a slip of paper in "The Naval Treaty" that contains a sketch of the room, and Holmes but takes a quick glance before passing it on to Watson who then quite bewilderedly receives it, realizing that Holmes had it all memorized the second his eyes met the drawing. Scenes like that are priceless and so manifold. Or when Watson frowns at Holmes' rudeness when he already wanders off, his mind racing with information and clues, completely ignoring the monarch having extended his hand for a handshake.
And of course all the scenes when Holmes is so depressed, like at the beginning of "The Naval Treaty" again, where he's sitting on his chair in front of the empty fireplace, hugging his knees, his hair a terrible mess. Plates with half-eaten sandwiches are littered all over the place, and Holmes has carelessly emptied his pipe on them. Watson comes in and he just sighs, knowing exactly the black mood he's in. This is what made me love Sherlock Holmes. Every time Watson shows concern about Holmes drug abuse, I just want to sigh. He knows why Holmes is taking cocaine and he doesn't approve of it at all, even lectures him on the risks and damages, and yet he understands him and is there to comfort him whenever his mood just drops into this bottomless pit.
Now, I also love the scenes when Holmes abuses Watson as his sidekick. It's very amusing.
[from The Solitary Cyclist]
Holmes: Stop the carriage, Watson!
Watson: *sees wild horse and carriage racing towards him* Er... *runs towards it, struggles, stops it*
Holmes: Good man! *jumps into carriage*
Watson: -.-;
Or whenever Holmes conducts a chemical experience that goes terribly wrong.
H: Watch carefully! *rubs his hands in excitement as he sits down in front of his glass tubes and vials*
W: Oh, I remember! The chemical reaction that will solve the mystery concerning the persecution of Mr. John Vincent Hardy.
H: Precisely. I spent the entire week at the Emperial Science Museum and I think this... this is the answer. *adds a solution*
[smoke is produced, lots of, Watson jumps up, coughing. Smoke wells out from under the door, out of the window. People on the street stop and stare]
W: *opens a window, coughs, gags, hacks* Is that the answer, Holmes?
H: *quiet serious, but also coughing, hanging next to Watson at the window sill* Yes, that is the answer, Watson.
Oh, and those scenes when Watson cleans Holmes' wounds... *purrs* Or when Holmes takes off his jacket to dish out a "straight left against a slugging ruffian". And all the marvellous disguises he wears. Brett is a magnificent actor because even I couldn't recognize him for he had not only obscured his looks but also his manner of speaking and walking. Or the times he cries "Excellent, Watson!" when Watson applied some of Holmes' deduction techniques. Or those tiny, half-a-second smiles Holmes gives when he suddenly thinks of something... Ah... the splendor. I cannot name it.
First of all, let me tell you how very much I adore Jeremy Brett as Sherlock Holmes. He's simply perfect. His physique is flawless. He has the nose, the hair, the elegant white hands, the thin lips and slender appearance. I adore him. And Brett plays Holmes just as he has been written. He's smart, efficient, chaotic and so rude. It amuses the hell out of me. When he suddenly blares out a comment, making his clients gasp in surprise and in the back you see Watson cover his face and groan. I could see scenes like that every day for the rest of my life and never be bored for a moment.
David Burke also is lovely. I plays a wonderful Watson who's also quite intelligent, but he's also calm and polite, friendly and helpful. He's everything Holmes is not. Just like in the books. So much better than the doofus Watson usually portrayed in your average Sherlock Holmes dramatization, where he follows Holmes like a gaping idiot and adores every step he takes. Not this Watson. He often frowns at Holmes rudenesses, or he smiles softly, knowing about all the quirks and oddities that are Sherlock Holmes. He's also quite prim and squeamish. He hates the mess Holmes leaves everywhere. In "The Dancing Men" Holmes puts a small red book right on top of a bottle. Quite an instable construction and it drives the tidy Watson nuts. He keeps eyeing it, frowning, his fingers itching to remove it, but he checks himself in time, all the time observed by a smiling Holmes. Wonderful...
Now, how shall I name the scenes I liked most when I might as well type up a close recount of every single scene? But I shall try... I love it when Holmes already has gathered all clues and information and leaves it to Watson to do the rest. Like when he is passed a slip of paper in "The Naval Treaty" that contains a sketch of the room, and Holmes but takes a quick glance before passing it on to Watson who then quite bewilderedly receives it, realizing that Holmes had it all memorized the second his eyes met the drawing. Scenes like that are priceless and so manifold. Or when Watson frowns at Holmes' rudeness when he already wanders off, his mind racing with information and clues, completely ignoring the monarch having extended his hand for a handshake.
And of course all the scenes when Holmes is so depressed, like at the beginning of "The Naval Treaty" again, where he's sitting on his chair in front of the empty fireplace, hugging his knees, his hair a terrible mess. Plates with half-eaten sandwiches are littered all over the place, and Holmes has carelessly emptied his pipe on them. Watson comes in and he just sighs, knowing exactly the black mood he's in. This is what made me love Sherlock Holmes. Every time Watson shows concern about Holmes drug abuse, I just want to sigh. He knows why Holmes is taking cocaine and he doesn't approve of it at all, even lectures him on the risks and damages, and yet he understands him and is there to comfort him whenever his mood just drops into this bottomless pit.
Now, I also love the scenes when Holmes abuses Watson as his sidekick. It's very amusing.
[from The Solitary Cyclist]
Holmes: Stop the carriage, Watson!
Watson: *sees wild horse and carriage racing towards him* Er... *runs towards it, struggles, stops it*
Holmes: Good man! *jumps into carriage*
Watson: -.-;
Or whenever Holmes conducts a chemical experience that goes terribly wrong.
H: Watch carefully! *rubs his hands in excitement as he sits down in front of his glass tubes and vials*
W: Oh, I remember! The chemical reaction that will solve the mystery concerning the persecution of Mr. John Vincent Hardy.
H: Precisely. I spent the entire week at the Emperial Science Museum and I think this... this is the answer. *adds a solution*
[smoke is produced, lots of, Watson jumps up, coughing. Smoke wells out from under the door, out of the window. People on the street stop and stare]
W: *opens a window, coughs, gags, hacks* Is that the answer, Holmes?
H: *quiet serious, but also coughing, hanging next to Watson at the window sill* Yes, that is the answer, Watson.
Oh, and those scenes when Watson cleans Holmes' wounds... *purrs* Or when Holmes takes off his jacket to dish out a "straight left against a slugging ruffian". And all the marvellous disguises he wears. Brett is a magnificent actor because even I couldn't recognize him for he had not only obscured his looks but also his manner of speaking and walking. Or the times he cries "Excellent, Watson!" when Watson applied some of Holmes' deduction techniques. Or those tiny, half-a-second smiles Holmes gives when he suddenly thinks of something... Ah... the splendor. I cannot name it.
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Sounds great ^^
Date: 2003-08-12 04:20 pm (UTC)Re: Sounds great ^^
Date: 2003-08-12 04:25 pm (UTC)[Random whoop of joy]
Date: 2003-08-12 08:28 pm (UTC)