Young Sherlock Holmes

One of my favourite films when I was a nipper. Now of course, my powers of scrutiny are a good deal sharper. The premise teeters on the edge of absurdity, until the background becomes clearer, after which it descends rapidly into nonsense. No less than two disclaimers disassociate the film from Conan Doyle, but the Holmes trademarks it focuses on (that pipe and "Elementary, my dear Watson") aren't to be found in the books, rather, in the series of black and white Basil Rathbone movies. Unsophisticated fun, occasionally messy.