“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
Thursday, January 12, 2017
Alice's Adventures in Film Editting...
“Have I gone mad?
I'm afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usually are.”
Stories filled with stylish keen perception –– Hair-raising adventure well controlled –– Even in the grip of Evil’s wild deception Raising goose bumps ––– we love what we’re told.
Lolling in an armchair by the fire, Opening a volume, we’re content –– Conan Doyle’s creation slakes desire Kindled by the need for amusement.
Home for Holmes, those rooms in Baker Street, Overseen by Martha Louise Hudson, Laden with exotica replete Made cozy for Sherlock, all-but her blood son,
Established –– with violin –– an atmosphere Suited to enjoy thrills free from fear.
~ FreeThinke
That was written as a paean to the ORIGINAL Holmes. The The Bendadick Bumblesnatch evocation pleaseth me not.
I was always very fond of Basil Rathbone's portrayal, and still am, but have to agree that Jeremy Brett –– and the splendid, beautifully detailed productions that supported and surrounded him –– are altogether superior.
I wish PBS would rebroadcast those episodes. This modern or is it "post-Modern" version of Holmes is irritating and irksome in the extreme. Cumberbatch is a good actor, but I despise the material he's been given in this misbegotten new-fangled travesty of Conan Dole's immortal character.
The atmosphere of Victorian London with its horse drawn carriages clopping along in cobble stoned streets and gaslit interiors is very possibly THE most defining character in all the Sherlock Holmes stories. London and those vast, often gloomy country houses harboring deep dark secrets.
I'd like to see Cumberbatch in something else –– something more typically ENGLISH. His Sherlock is borderline offensive, but that's not his fault –– or IS it?
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_______ SHERLOCK HOLMES _______
Stories filled with stylish keen perception ––
Hair-raising adventure well controlled ––
Even in the grip of Evil’s wild deception
Raising goose bumps ––– we love what we’re told.
Lolling in an armchair by the fire,
Opening a volume, we’re content ––
Conan Doyle’s creation slakes desire
Kindled by the need for amusement.
Home for Holmes, those rooms in Baker Street,
Overseen by Martha Louise Hudson,
Laden with exotica replete
Made cozy for Sherlock, all-but her blood son,
Established –– with violin –– an atmosphere
Suited to enjoy thrills free from fear.
~ FreeThinke
That was written as a paean to the ORIGINAL Holmes. The The Bendadick Bumblesnatch evocation pleaseth me not.
Jeremy Brett was the quintissential Holmes.
I was always very fond of Basil Rathbone's portrayal, and still am, but have to agree that Jeremy Brett –– and the splendid, beautifully detailed productions that supported and surrounded him –– are altogether superior.
I wish PBS would rebroadcast those episodes. This modern or is it "post-Modern" version of Holmes is irritating and irksome in the extreme. Cumberbatch is a good actor, but I despise the material he's been given in this misbegotten new-fangled travesty of Conan Dole's immortal character.
The atmosphere of Victorian London with its horse drawn carriages clopping along in cobble stoned streets and gaslit interiors is very possibly THE most defining character in all the Sherlock Holmes stories. London and those vast, often gloomy country houses harboring deep dark secrets.
I'd like to see Cumberbatch in something else –– something more typically ENGLISH. His Sherlock is borderline offensive, but that's not his fault –– or IS it?
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