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Book Review: Good Night Mr. Holmes

While we groupies of Baker Street wait for the Christmas Special, I thought I would review one of my favorite Holmesian spin-offs to pass the time. 344 more words

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In the Shadow of Rathbone: Matt Frewer in The Royal Scandal

Gallivanting ’round the Web, I read several unsavory reactions to the series of four TV films featuring Matt Frewer as Sherlock Holmes. They include The Hound of the Baskervilles… 807 more words
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The Complete Sherlock Holmes

Come with me and we’ll journey over to 221B Baker Street, London, to visit the best detective in the world. The many stories of Sherlock Holmes, along with his trusted friend, John Watson, have been a part of every generations’ culture since their first case together,  1,141 more words


The Butchering of Irene Adler

Commentary specific to ‘Sherlock BBC.’ Other adaptations will be mentioned, not explored thoroughly.

Irene Adler – appeared in one mystery by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. … 608 more words

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Still in the Belly of the Beast...

from Dr J Watson to Sherlock Holmes Esq:

From the diary of Doctor Watson

Day 2, Loch Ness (continued)

I have to say I was more than a little perturbed at my companion’s sudden departure, but reading his note now (in the general tranquillity of this railway carriage), I can see that Holmes was merely thinking of me and my likely reaction to the contents of his stomach erupting in the confined space we then occupied. 647 more words

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Capital City Comic-Con

On Sunday, I headed to our local Comic-Con here in Lansing. We were going right after church, so I donned my hair and make-up.

Look at this! 130 more words


In the Belly of the Beast - or Not, as it Happens...

From Sherlock Holmes Esq to Doctor Watson:

Watson – I have been putting off sending this missive as I have been experiencing a rather strange emotion – a totally unfamiliar sensation – and in discussions with our friend Logan McRae, he surmised, no doubt quite correctly, that the feeling I have been noting at regular intervals, is none other than common-or-garden Guilt – tinged perhaps with a soupcon of Remorse. 347 more words

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