Is it just me, or does anyone else think the new episodes of Sherlock are not up to, er, snuff? I don’t have a problem with the acting: Benedict Cumberbatch and company are as sharp as ever. I just don’t find the scripts to be as tight and devious as they were last season, leading up to Sherlock’s leap to his “death” off a building. And, no, I didn’t at all buy the explanation the scriptwriters provided in this season’s premiere for his miraculous survival. Still . . . I suppose it was better than the old “It was all a dream” explanation . . .
I watched Sherlock at 10 on PBS last night — the second episode of the new season, in which Watson ties the knot — and taped Foyle’s War, which was on at 11 on Knowledge. While watching Foyle’s War today, I found myself comparing the two detectives. I think I prefer Foyle’s War because the detective, Detective Chief Superintendent Christopher Foyle, is more realistic in his crime-solving techniques and more human than the Sherlock character, who seems to be part man, part computer (a cyborg?). Plus, Foyle’s War gives us insight into the true-life hardships — rationing and such — people in Britain faced during the Second World War, as well sharing the personal lives of the main characters. I think Honeysuckle Weeks does a great job as “Sam,” Foyle’s driver . . .
And Michael Kitchen as Christopher Foyle is such a gentleman . . . I would love to have dinner with him sometime . . .
I’ll keep watching Sherlock, of course, but if it came down to choosing one over the other — i.e. if I am out and can only tape one (yes, I still use a VCR) — my choice would be Foyle’s War . . .
Smiles . . . Just sayin’ . . .