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'Mr. Homes': A near microscopic look at growing feeble . . .

Posted by Billy Wonka on July 25, 2015 at 14:50:42:
with two interesting stories thrown in.

This is not a "whodunnit"? It is not a thrilling mystery but the story of the aging Sherlock on the backside of life: losing his health and mind. I wouldn't be surprised if the Alzheimer's Guild wasn't behind it.

Holmes goes home to the countryside. We learn later that his guilt and sense of loss forced him to leave London. Surprisingly, it's about 1946.

Poor McKellan struggled and suffered through this role splendidly. He embodied a man in free fall to senility, dementia, and/or Alzheimer's. He was seen after by his housekeeper (Linney) and her young son (Milo Parker). His relationship was strained with Linney but nurturing with Parker which caused friction.

The flashbacks were woven into the film seamlessly. Smooth transitions to an earlier case in London involving a lovely, greiving wife and husband who doesn't understand her. We also go to Japan where he visits with a man who invited him (a fan) and offered to help him find "prickly ash" for his memory. Both stories are as calm as the rest of the story. This is classic English story telling rolling on its rather slow pace.

You can never fault a big budget Brit film for anything. They seem to make the best costume-personal-dramas out there.

A must see for the old folks. First matinee was a sea of gray and white heads. Enjoy.

*The tailer is a bit deceiving as it projects a more urgent pace to the film.