I've certainly seen quite a few adaptations of Sherlock Holmes. So I feel as prepared as anyone who is not a member of the Baker Street Irregulars to tackle the wave of Holmesiana that has arrived on DVD.
The Juban Princeling, is nearly a year and a half old (he turned 17 months on March 8), his father and I have earnestly started talking about one of the most important milestones in a child's life: his first movie.
The fact that Wal-Mart is carrying this movie is proof that Corporate America is so secure in its position as the ruler of our country that they can sell a movie that attacks them because it poses absolutely no threat to them.
Just when I despaired about the overweening cleverness of screenwriters confusing a chopped up timeline with intelligence and craft, two films popped up to prove there's still life in this unconventional convention.