The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes

The first time I seen this movie I LOVED it. Jeremy Brett was awesome (as usual) in playing Holmes. Watson was...okay. But Brett was awesome. When Doyle wrote this, I think he wanted to give Sherlock some kind of a flair. Well Brett did it in this one. Mrs. Hudson was good too. But Jeremy was especially good. I advise you to go and rent his movie

Jeremy Brett played the role for many glorious years, and for my money he's still far and away the best in the role, he's seemed to meet all the criteria, and add an enormous amount of charisma.

The production values remain exquisite, it's a fabulous looking series, with a degree of detail.

This last run for Brett is arguably very good overall, generally I favour them to those of The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes. I cannot help but feel a degree of sadness as I watch Brett, his health has visibly declined, but he still has a huge command in the role.

There is a varying degree of quality in this series, The Cardboard Box, Dying Detective and Red Circle are all definite classics, I personally find The Mazarin Stone to be the weakest episode overall. However all are an enjoyable watch.

Brett would make a few more appearances on television after this, but sadly this is where the ultimate Sherlock Holmes signed off. 8/10

After some painfully uninteresting and dull feature length episodes, this great series returns to its high standards. The episodes have a shorter running time and are far more enjoyable for it. With less padding and greater concentration on the mystery and Holmes' method of investigation, "Memoirs" is first class entertainment. Jeremy Brett plays his part with awesome ability. In my opinion, no other actor (not even the legendary Basil Rathbone) has been Holmes' so completely.

Here we say a fond fare-well to the finest Holmes on film. And not a minute too soon. Though the series was cut short by the tragic and untimely death of Jeremy Brett, the series should've died before this. The earlier "Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" and "The Return of Sherlock Holmes" (with David Burke and Edward Hardwicke, respectively, as Watson) were superb visual retellings of the Doyle stories. They even had moments of humor (cf. "The Red Headed League", when Holmes and Watson hear about the artificial kneecaps; or "The Solitary Cyclist", when Holmes is interrupted in his experiments -- no spoilers, though!) Holmes might be oddly whimsical (as in "The Naval Treaty"). But at some point melancholy fell over the stories. Certainly the lengthening of stories into artificial movies in "The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes" didn't better the series. Instead of telling the stories in a straightforward way, stories begin to be blended into one another. Bizarre elements found their way into the tales. In one disastrous episode in the "Case Book" days, "The Sussex Vampire", the makers diverged from Doyle altogether for a totally whacked-out story that ought never have been told. "Memoirs" suffers from story blending -- part of that is Doyle's fault, since some of his Holmes stories are paper thin and could barely sustain an hour. But melancholy had claimed the series for her own. There were too many close-ups, the make up is weird in cases, and at some points hindsight makes you worry about Jeremy Brett's health. Naturally in the eerily title "The Dying Detective" he looks bad. But he looks pretty bad in the rest of them, too. Though I'm sorry they couldn't have finished all the stories in the canon, they came close; and the way they were mucking about with stories and camera work and make up and overarching sadness in "Memoirs" makes one wish they hadn't gone this far. The loss of Jeremy Brett to the acting world casts a further pall over the proceedings. This is not the place to start for Brett's finely limned Holmes, and truly is for someone who obsessively has to own every episode.

The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes signalled the end of a superb era. Overall, it is a reflective final series, with a couple of tear jerkers and beautiful moments. The final episode in particular was full of both. The series is precisely detailed and superbly acted, and while not quite as good as its three predecessors, it is still a truly wonderful series.

The camera work is very fine, and the period detail as to be expected is precise and beautifully done. The music is beautiful, not only haunting but even brings a sense of poignancy. Also superb were the scripts, reflective and sombre, there was some fine writing.

The acting from both Jeremy Brett and Edward Hardwicke is nothing short of superb. I have said many times already that Brett was the definitive Holmes, and his ultimely death in 1995 was a true loss in the acting world. He was perfect as the complex fictional detective, no matter how many actors have played the character, Brett WAS Holmes, no doubt about it. Hardwicke's Watson is for me the truest of all the Watsons, with David Burke close behind. He gave a sense of authority and intelligence that was admirable.

In conclusion, a fitting end to a superb era of Sherlock Holmes. 10/10 Bethany Cox