Another Sherlock Holmes thing! Did you hear me groan out loud? There are So. Many. Sherlock. Holmes. Things. So many reboots, revamps, rethinks, resets and revivals. Sometimes the real mystery to me is … why? And then, whoa, along comes Enola Holmes, whose sole mission seems to be to charm the knitted socks right off us. Mystery solved!
Based on a series of YA novels (and clearly meant to be the first in a series of movies), Enola Holmes spends a few minutes setting up the titular character’s situation: teen girl who lives with her mother (Helena Bonham Carter, in a part that contains an edge of unexpected darkness) in a (preposterously alluring) English countryside house where they practice indoor archery and Mummy teaches Enola all about everything (it seems like they might have spent a lot of time on … anagrams?). Along the way, you find out that Enola is the youngest sister of Sherlock and Mycroft Holmes, both of whom show up to get the plot churning. Oh mmm hmmm, there’s a plot: something something, Mummy disappears, Enola goes to find her, missing Marquis, something something else, suffragette bombs, Superman plays Sherlock, something else happens and voila, it all works out. None of that matters—this thing is all about Millie Bobby Brown’s performance as Enola, which is so hugely enjoyable that you half wait for Sherlock to show up and launch an investigation into why he’s not making more of an impression.
Fair warning: you will spend a lot of time pausing and looking at all the frippery. Clothes, curtains, vines that cloak the manor house, art hanging on the walls (I went nuts for the chrysanthemum paintings), a magical treehouse in the woods. It looks like it all cost a zillion dollars—er, pounds. You will also spend time wishing this was already a completed series and you could watch just one more.