Finally, a Sherlock Holmes film so bad that it surpasses Sherlock Holmes and the Shadow Watchers for being, most probably, the worst Sherlock Holmes film ever made. The cast is laughably bad. The film is 77 minutes long and, from their wooden deliveries, the cast (collectively) do not seem to have studied their lines even that long. In addition, Sherlock Holmes makes a number of observations that are just...wrong. The audience knows it, but Sherlock Holmes doesn't. Seriously, a man cutting off fingers using pruning shears does not equal someone using surgical precision and having medical experience.
It get's worse.
There is a moment where a man is at a table with a woman who a person comments on possibly being his daughter. Yeah, she is NOT a young trophy piece, she looks to be the same age as him (not young) and has the acting ability of a wet paper bag. Her "luxurious" home? Obviously a small apartment. Their nighttime rendezvous? Daylight is streaming in through the window.
There are a number of glaring errors (apartments that are obviously hotel rooms - complete with emergency exit info on the door and key card locks for example), and they serve to further diminish an already bad film. But that isn't the most frustrating part.
The frustrating part is that, with some serious editing of stilted dialogue, a cast that could act, and a budget, this could have been a decent movie. It is often said that a great actor can overcome a bad script, sadly, the reverse is not true. A shining script cannot overcome a turd of a cast. There is a lot of potential here. Writer David Wallace has only written one produced script and, perhaps the horror of what his script became turned him off of trying again. One cannot say. However, there were good ideas in there, but the script needed work. A few more passes and some fixes and this would've been a very different movie.
This is a movie so bad that, twenty minutes in, we called it quits. It was so bad that it wasn't even "funny" bad. It was just lazy, sloppy, poorly acted, and had the cinematography of a 4 year old with a cell phone. Hell, the only cinematic gaffe we didn't see was a crew member caught on camera.
Skip this stinker.
It get's worse.
There is a moment where a man is at a table with a woman who a person comments on possibly being his daughter. Yeah, she is NOT a young trophy piece, she looks to be the same age as him (not young) and has the acting ability of a wet paper bag. Her "luxurious" home? Obviously a small apartment. Their nighttime rendezvous? Daylight is streaming in through the window.
There are a number of glaring errors (apartments that are obviously hotel rooms - complete with emergency exit info on the door and key card locks for example), and they serve to further diminish an already bad film. But that isn't the most frustrating part.
The frustrating part is that, with some serious editing of stilted dialogue, a cast that could act, and a budget, this could have been a decent movie. It is often said that a great actor can overcome a bad script, sadly, the reverse is not true. A shining script cannot overcome a turd of a cast. There is a lot of potential here. Writer David Wallace has only written one produced script and, perhaps the horror of what his script became turned him off of trying again. One cannot say. However, there were good ideas in there, but the script needed work. A few more passes and some fixes and this would've been a very different movie.
This is a movie so bad that, twenty minutes in, we called it quits. It was so bad that it wasn't even "funny" bad. It was just lazy, sloppy, poorly acted, and had the cinematography of a 4 year old with a cell phone. Hell, the only cinematic gaffe we didn't see was a crew member caught on camera.
Skip this stinker.