Sherlockian Wednesday Watchalongs: Groundhog Day… Again
Is this déjà vu? Nope—just a look at the same canon story told four different times in the form of episodes of four different Sherlock Holmes TV series.
Wednesday, February 7
Sherlock Holmes: The Red-Headed League (1954)
Howard!
Wednesday, February 14
Sherlock Holmes: The Red-Headed League (1965)
Wilmer!
Wednesday, February 21
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes: The Red-Headed League (1985)
Brett!
Wednesday, February 28
Sherlock Holmes: Die Liga der Rothaarigen (1967)
Schellow! Who we've never watchalonged before! Mostly since I don't know of an English subtitled version for this German series! But we'll count on the fact that we should understand the story by now + auto-translated captions to get us through!
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Brett Holmes is like the peak book accurate Holmes for sure but HOWARD HOLMES???? Why is he so funny?? He's just a little guy? Meow meow? He's got such an innocent charm about him. This is a guy I can believe doesn't know that the earth rotates the sun. Giving him a little snack and patting his head
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It's A No From Here On Out
Through nebulous circumstances and the sheer will force of Sherlock Holmes, Watson is called upon to crossdress for a case and snag a cunning thief, reputed to be a shameless rake with a penchant for the more generously figured woman.
And despite himself, he ends up having a good time.
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Final Gamble
resistance was no good as the same firm hands with mighty strength threw me into what appeared to be the backseat of a horse drawn wagon. voices circled me.
"put her out!"
"right away sir."
a cloth was hastily used against my nose, the repelling smell allowing sleep to descend and pull me into its firm grip this time.
I woke up in a dimly lit room, full of assorted furniture. my hands were no longer bound but my legs were, loosely in such a way that I could walk at a measured pace but never run. I groaned as I got on my feet, my aching muscles complaining.
Through blurry and disoriented vision I saw two men advancing in my direction, instinctively I moved away, hitting against the cold hard furniture behind me. The blonde man, whom I recognised from earlier smirked,
"Well... My lady, we do owe a lot to you. "
"What does that mean? " My incredulous and tartly tone surprising him.
"You see.. " He continued, having recovered from my vocal violence, "you've led him straight to us.. And now that it's done and you're of no use to us.. We're through here.
With that he ushered the other man in and walked out, the man, whom I recognised to be Williams, carrying a rope and thrusting me into a chair like a sack of potatoes before beginning to secure my arms to the chair arms.
With a stroke of quick thinking I slammed my leg with all the force i could muster into his right shin, sending him into a piles of painful moans. Having freed myself of the remaining ties, I, with slight remorse put the man out using an technique Holmes taught me. With great effort and endless heaving, Williams replaced me in the chair and i made my escape through the back door.
I happened to overhear voices overlapping only to be cut off by the unmistakable sinister tone of the professor.
The trade route's too revealing and must serve as an appealing distraction. The personal ferry? The other side? Just as well. The men have assembled asper their assignments.. Well let's get this thorn out of the way once and for all.
I couldn't hear anymore for at that moment the knob of the adjacent door was turned from inside and i made a necessary beeline to the exit.
After which I took some shelter in a local inn down yonder, found a convincing disguise and was headed down towards the port when I happened to see the fire. They must have never realised it was really Williams in there and not me.. I do hope he came through it.
"He did. " Holmes solemnly replied, filling me in with his side of the story.
"I gather", Watson remarked "that his Moriarty fellow has laid out a pretty neat trap. "
"Yes Watson, it's glaringly obvious, I do apologize on his behalf, you see Watson here has a particularly innate habit of stating the obvious. " Holmes remarked with utter nonchalance as Watson looked at him with slight indignation.
I cleared my throat and continued slowly. " The ferry is to set off from the opposite side, the Regent serves as a ruse. They are smuggling gunpowder via it, along with a pretty plan to present you to their leader, two explosion in London planned I believe, with you out of the way, it is bound to succeed. I believe we must not allow the Regent to set sail.
"Ah, for the first time, it seems that i must serve as bait. " Holmes remarked, his eyes glinting impishly. " The fun never seems to end with this Moriarty chap"
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