There has been a trend in the past few years to re-visit
our literary heroes and take them down a peg, or at least present them with
flaws. Dorothy Gale, the heroine of The Wizard of Oz, is portrayed as
annoying and a little boring in the book and subsequent play, Wicked.
More recently the superior moral compass of Atticus Finch of To Kill a Mockingbird has been
challenged by the newly released sequel, Go
Set a Watchman, in which Atticus is depicted as a racist. A similar fate awaits famed sleuth Sherlock
Holmes in the new film, Mr. Holmes.
Set in
1947, the film, directed by Bill Condon of Gods
and Monsters fame, introduces an elderly Holmes, (Ian McKellen) now
retired, as living out his final years raising bees on a farm in England. His
former housekeeper, Mrs. Hudson, is with us no more and instead residing on the
farm with him is his new housekeeper, war widow, Mrs. Munro (Laura Linney) and
her son, Roger (Milo Parker.) Though Mrs. Munro feels overworked and is not a
particular fan of Holmes, her son is quite fond of him and the feeling is
mutual. Holmes more or less takes the
fatherless boy under his wings, teaching him the finer points of tending bees
while encouraging Roger’s naturally inquisitive nature.
One of
the things Roger is most inquisitive about is the story that Holmes has been
writing about his last case, a story he has difficulty finishing because he has
misgivings about the way in which he handled the case.
Holmes frequently flashes back to two
different time periods and settings: one in England where his last case took
place, and one in which he visits Japan, seeking a natural remedy for his
worsening memory loss. Some of these
flashbacks are somewhat disconcerting in that they disrupt the flow of the
movie.
What
drives the film is what is revealed as Holmes’ basic flaw and one with which he
must ultimately come to terms. Holmes,
who has always been revered for his knowledge of facts and for his uncanny
sense of logic, painfully reflects on his last case and concludes that in
stressing the former he neglected to take into account the human factor, with disastrous
consequences.
The
film gets off to a slow start, but eventually engages the audience. Ian McKellen
turns in an expectedly brilliant performance, having had the same theatrical
training as Sirs Olivier and Gielgud. Also exceptional is young Milo Parker, who
manages to be believable and cute though not overly precocious. However, Laura Linney, though an excellent
actress, was totally miscast as Holmes’s frumpy housekeeper. For one thing, her
English accent keeps slipping. The part
would have worked far better with a solid English actress (Isn’t Downton Abbey on hiatus? They could have had their pick of the litter
with that cast alone.)
A bit
of trivia here: In a brief homage to
Alfred Hitchcock, the director has a woman standing in front of a taxidermy
shop, above which reads the name, Ambrose Chapelle. (This was the name of the
taxidermy shop in The Man Who Knew Too
Much, though possibly only an avid Hitchcock fan such as myself would have
caught it.)
The
name Sherlock Holmes conjures up images of the pipe and the deerstalker cap but
apparently neither of these were affectations created by author, Sir Arthur
Conan Doyle. In fact, Holmes states he
always preferred a good cigar to a pipe. Holmes also claims that the 221 Baker
Street address was bogus. His confidante and close friend, Watson, is mentioned
only to dismiss what Holmes feels was Watson’s sentimental take on Holmes’s
adventures.
While Mr. Holmes, based on the novel, A Slight Trick of the Mind by Mitch
McCullin and adapted for the screen by Jeff Hatcher , offers an interesting
perspective of a literary figure with which so many are familiar, some diehard
Sherlock Holmes fans may well be turned off by a revisionist view which offers
a decidedly more human but at the same time weaker figure of a man.
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