By rights, Sherlock (season one on DVD, $19) should have sucked.
After all, the original body of work is so rooted in a particular version of Victorian London that a modern take should have just stumbled around, dropping names and anachronisms and irritating everyone.
But somehow that's not what happened. Benedict Cumberbatch makes a fascinating and creepy modern Holmes, and Martin Freeman is possibly even more interesting as a competent present-day Watson. And the stories themselves aren't awkward re-imaginings of the ones in the canon, but entirely new mysteries that just happen to be crammed with savvy references to the originals, such as an inversion of a brief exchange between Holmes and Lestrade about the name Rachel.
We're just not sure that three episodes makes a "season", even if they are really long episodes.
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