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Characters: Arthur Conan Doyle (Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson)
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Director: Guy Ritchie
Writers: Michele Mulroney, Kieran Mulroney
Stars: Robert Downey Jr., Jude Law and Jared
Harris
Ratings: 3/5
Although supplying boy's adventure thrills on the
side, Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes stories are
remarkable for how they make the process of empirical brainwork, and the
resulting discoveries, breathlessly exciting. Each Holmes tale simultaneously
unlocks a mystery while deepening the enigma of its hero in a miraculously
sustained piece of character development. The great success of Guy Ritchie's
2009 Sherlock Holmes was making Conan Doyle's gimlet-eyed detective,
first introduced to readers in 1887, into a viable 21st-century blockbuster
star—a success paralleled by the superior, contemporary-set Sherlock series
for BBC TV. The great compromise, aggravated in Ritchie's new Holmes
adventure, was to do so at the expense of what made Conan Doyle's hero, and his
world, unique.
Victoriana buffs will not be amused by "Sherlock
Holmes: A Game of Shadows," but it's a modest improvement on bad-boy
director Guy Ritchie's first tweaking of Arthur Conan Doyle's iconic
detective. Not because it's more subtle: This sequel is just as profligate as
its 2009 predecessor with explosions, anachronisms and quick cuts. But the
dialogue is a little sharper, and Holmes gets a worthy opponent in Professor
Moriarty, who might be smarter than Conan Doyle's beloved hero - even if the
prof's sinister plot turns to be just plain dumb.
The movie's first moments, set in a dingy 1891 London,
establish the bipolar tone. As originally conceived, Holmes was a reflective
sort, and so the story begins with papers and the sound of typing. But it
immediately hops to Strasbourg for a massive explosion. It seems a diabolical
mastermind has begun a series of bombings and assassinations, hoping to spark a
"world war" two decades before one actually occurred.
Game of Shadows revisits Holmes and Dr. Watson (Robert
Downey Jr. and Jude Law, returning) on the eve of Watson's
much-protested-by-Holmes wedding as a wave of assassinations and bombings rock
Europe, threatening to goad France and Germany into armed confrontation.
That sort of super villainous premise owes more to Ian
Fleming or Marvel Comics than to Conan Doyle's drawing-room mysteries. And this
Holmes is a wisecracking, globe-trotting superhero in the mode of, say, Iron
Man. Robert Downey Jr. owns both roles, of course, and little more than a
costume change and an accent adjustment distinguish the two. The actor plays
Holmes as brainy yet highly physical, and keen on dressing up. "A Game of
Shadows" introduces him in Chinese drag, and doesn't waste much time
getting him into a wig and a dress.
The film's finale, its villain, and not much else come from
Conan Doyle's "The Final Problem." The acts of terror have been
arranged by "The Napoleon of Crime," one Professor Moriarty (Jared
Harris), a calculating profiteer seeking to plunge Europe into world war a
quarter-century ahead of schedule, whom Holmes and Watson must cross the
Continent to foil. The revelation of Moriarty's munitions-plant headquarters,
the device of our hero being held hostage while the supervillain elucidates his
plan for world domination, the attention devoted to technology and couture, and
the tendency toward naughty double entendres ("noshing on Mary's muffins,"
etc.): All of this suggests that Ritchie is more interested in bringing 007
into the Victorian period than in reintroducing Conan Doyle's distinctly
Victorian eccentric to ours. (Irene Adler, the American adventuress of Conan
Doyle's "A Scandal in Bohemia," whose genius for intrigue made her
the one woman for whom Holmes could overcome his antipathy for the gender, is
here again played by Rachel McAdams as the first "Holmes
girl.")
Downey Jr., once a troubled and pitied case of self-sabotage
who, at the beginning of 2001, couldn't be insured for a film, has lately
proved steady enough to anchor two massive franchises: Iron Man and Holmes.
Both Downey Jr.'s Tony Stark and his Holmes are flip smart alecks, radiant with
the self-love that develops when accustomed to being the brightest guy in every
room. Holmes is the more pleasurable role to watch, allowing Downey Jr. to use
his physical grace in ways recalling his Chaplin, negotiating the world
with effortless hyperaware aplomb, a dancer in a familiar part.
Not merely held apart from the common run of humanity by the
elevation of his mind, Downey Jr.'s Holmes is flamboyant in his brilliance, a
shabby-elegant dandy, the disheveled Amadeus of detection, blithely cocking a
snook at social mores rather than merely overlooking them in his
farsightedness. (The traditional Holmesian aloofness is annexed in Game of
Shadows to the detective's brother, Mycroft, played by Stephen Fry in
the movie's funniest performance.) In addition to Jared Harris's vulpine
Moriarty, the movie adds an amusing if mostly peripheral turn by Stephen Fry as
Holmes's older brother, Mycroft.
It also wastes original "Girl With the Dragon Tattoo"
star Noomi Rapace as a gypsy fortuneteller whose action skills barely matter.
Rachel McAdams reprises, but only briefly, her role of Irene Adler, perhaps
Holmes's great love. And Jude Law returns as Dr. Watson, Holmes's famous
sidekick, a role for which he still hasn't developed a characterization.
Holmes's latest case nearly scrubs Watson's wedding, and
ends the new couple's honeymoon before it even begins. Holmes, the filmmakers
wink, can't bear to let Watson go. The suggestion that the detective has a
homoerotic attachment to his sidekick, floated in the first movie, is made even
more explicit here. The two men are forced - by a machine gun - to cuddle together
on a train-compartment floor, and later share a dance at a formal ball. Such
stunts wouldn't be needed if Downey and Law showed any chemistry, but they
don't.
That's not entirely Law's fault. Downey's Holmes is manic,
self-absorbed and "verging on psychopathic," with little empathy
despite his need to do good. The actor frequently portrays this sort of
character, riffing on his former notoriety as a drug enthusiast. The movie
isn't shy about invoking Downey's bad old days; it mentions Holmes's taste for
cocaine, gives him a junkie's perpetual dishevelment - in lipstick that's soon
smeared, the great detective resembles Courtney Love - and renders him groggy
with alcohol, blood loss and various poisons. Downey does groggy very well.
While Downey Jr. can play manic, there is little time to
witness Holmes's melancholy in the absence of action—those lulls in which Conan
Doyle doled out insights into his character, which Ritchie's films entirely
jettison. Game of Shadows repeats the first film's inspired routines
in which Holmes's racing mind runs through a strategic rehearsal of every
combat before the first punch is thrown. Ritchie's assault tactics are less
scientific: Keep the audience continually off balance with constant crazed
flurries.
The rapport between Downey Jr. and Law, who has never
located a tone for his Watson, hasn't improved since their last outing, while
there's no deepening of either character beyond the playful homo subtext in an
action piece that Downey Jr. spends in drag. The gamesmanship between Holmes
and arch foe Moriarty is not handled much better, built around a metaphorical
chess match as hackneyed as the film's subtitle.
Lackluster screenwriting and the absence of actorly
communion are breezed past with monotonous banter, as is the fleetingly visible
plot. Like the first Ritchie Holmes, the period production design—again
by Sarah Greenwood—is lavish, ranging between the cluttered lairs of
archetypal Victorian pack rat-collectors (Holmes and Moriarty's realms) and
overwrought, damask-draped ornateness.
"A Game of Shadows" draws here and there on Conan
Doyle's tales, but it relies more on Hong Kong's hyperactive 1980s new wave, as
filtered through "The Matrix" and Quentin Tarantino. Extreme
close-ups, violent edits and slo-mo inserts are used to depict both visceral
action and Holmes's methodical thought. Thinking, however, is not the movie's
priority. The game here is action-farce, and that's better played with swagger
than with intellect.
It is, finally, all sauce, no meat—that is, usual multiplex
stuff extracted from a most remarkable source.
No wit, 'Sherlock'
'Game of Shadows' trades brains for brawn
