Patrick Pearson

I think the tendency when we encounter a movie with more modern and inclusive ideals, is to simply try and love it for its inclusivity. Enola Holmes is a fresher take on the female hero, instead of being stoic and unfeeling, Enola displays her emotions openly, rides the line elegantly between boyish and refined femininity, and isn't afraid to express herself. That being said, instead of simply making her the equal to the ever talented Sherlock Holmes, they match them with wit and talent by making Sherlock somewhat fumbling, and inept. I feel like that seems less like inclusivity, and more like a handout towards female heroes. Also, while it's not uncommon for heroes or main characters to narrate throughout the movie, and even break the fourth wall to look at the camera, the character Enola spends so much time winking and nodding at the camera throughout the movie, it feels like Jim from the office giving us the eyebrows. While it was a fun movie, I felt like they couldn't quite pin down what they were trying to do.

Don't let Chef Adam Jones opinion on seared tuna distract you from the fact that this movie is exactly that. A classic. Seared tuna is good because you know what to expect, and it's the little individual twists made by a chef that make it delicious. This movie may not be surprising in plot, but it's a truly rare gem of emotion and storytelling. While wholly different from the movie "Chef" there are strong parallels throughout, and both movies will not only leave you with a sense of carpe diem, but likely a desire to go out and eat a little better than you did the day before. Highly recommended. Great movie.

I feel like I just wasted 10 hours of my life. The first two episodes of the show were so damn good, I was sure this was going to lead to someplace magical and that I hadn't been before. Instead, it's a bunch of the same tropes you've been witnessing for 20 years all layered on top of each other in such a stylistic way that you don't always see them coming. But make no mistake, when they do have their little final reveals, it's so anticlimactic, it will leave you feeling almost angered with the producers of the show. What's worse is that what seemed like a commentary on the nature of belief, was actually just a smokescreen for the reveal of a Shyamalanian twist that eschews answers for an unhidden plea for a second season. Truly a beautifully shot, wonderfully produced, complete waste of your time.