Elementary, Watson? Certainly

The new Sherlock Holmes film is ridiculous rot and frequently stupid, ironic give its eponymous hero, but it jollies itself along at a fair lick if you're in the mood. In the argot of the director, Guy Ritchie, it's 'alwight', but for someone who presents himself as an insider into the Cockney world, he should not have let the Thames be deeper or wider than it really is in central London. One example of idiocy is Watson receiving horrendous shrapnel wounds - having somehow survived walls and barrels exploding either side of him - yet fighting unimpaired a few hours later (he's not Wolverine). It takes elements of the Young Sherlock Holmes movie with Egyptian cults and so forth, but with all the conjuring tricks (all explained by the end) it is a little like an episode of Jonatahn Creek with Hollywood-budget CGI effects. Also, with the modern vogue for incomprehensible action scenes, at least it expresses what is to occur in slow motion (through Holmes' logic) before launching into the rapid-cut sequences, though as the film goes on, the director seems to lose interest in this technique. Though not a bad film, the scariest part of it left the way open for a sequel.