Sherlock, BBC 1 August 2010
BBC dramas tend to make it or break it with the British public but many have quickly become the love of our TV hearts. Luckily, Sherlock is no exception with the captivating eyes of Benedict Cumberbatch taking centre screen as the eponymous detective.
2010’s reinvention of Arthur Conan Doyle’s quirky hero takes a refreshing new stance, with the Victorian tales being told in the present day. Far from ruining the original, the classic characters fit delightfully well into modern London. Martin Freeman’s Dr Watson is an Afghanistan veteran and mobiles and computers frequently feature in this modern adaptation, both aiding Holmes’ terrific deduction and Moriarty’s dastardly deeds.
The star of the show, Cumberbatch, delivered a suitably electrifying performance as Sherlock Holmes. He managed to maintain the necessary balance between brilliant and bonkers that makes the detective so exciting to watch. Obvious delight at being confronted with a serial killer in the first episode, to those infamous character assessments, Cumberbatch kept the pace and has paved (well, re-paved) the way for a long-lasting and loveable character.
Fortunately, the well-known disputes over Sherlock’s sexuality and drug habits were far from forgotten in this version. Watson’s consistent uncomfortable remarks over his relationship with Holmes added the right dose of humour to their otherwise odd coupling. Whilst in the absence of cigarettes, alcohol or anything a bit stronger, Holmes took to nicotine patches to get the necessary fix for his bizarre thoughts.
Sherlock is stylish, exciting and, like a clichéd fine wine, will inevitably improve with age. By that I mean the second series looks set to be just as fantastic as the first, with each of these episodes being superior to the last. Admittedly, it feels rather Doctor Who-ish (it’s bound to as the programme’s writers, Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss, both worked on the hit sci-fi show) but personally I think Sherlock is better. The final instalment of this series leaves you on one heck of a cliff hanger and introduces the mysterious Moriarty in a pretty tense show-down. This year’s villain is impressive, as suave as Bond but just about as evil as all of the double-O’s enemies put together.
I do have one teensy tiny problem with this programme though – the music. Excuse me if I’m wrong, but this programme’s score is just one note away from being an exact copy of that of Guy Ritchie’s recent film starring Robert Downey Jr as Holmes. I only know because I loved Hans Zimmer’s composition for this film and actually listened to it on repeat for far too many weeks, much to the dismay of my housemates. Such is the life of a film-lover.
Other than that (and, I admit, a slightly weak villain in the otherwise great first episode) Sherlock hits all the right notes to become the latest BBC success. Freeman is the perfect awkward counterpart to Cumberbatch’s confident and wacky hero, with the rest of the show coming together to create something unique but in keeping with the spirit of Conan Doyle’s creation. I only hope the next series lives up to some high expectations.
