The sequel to the Sherlock Holmes movie in 2009 arrived last December 2011. Honestly, I almost forgot about the sequel if a friend hadn’t reminded me about it a few months before its airing. The curious thing is that when that friend reminded me, I happened to have just started on reading all Sherlock Holmes novels and stories. Coincidence much?
[Warning: Spoilers ahead.]
Before watching A Game of Shadows, I watched the previous movie first to “refresh” myself and to somehow get myself even more excited for the sequel. And when I finally watched it..
At first, I immediately liked it. Though there was less deduction and mysteries and more gunfire, action, and explosions, I still enjoyed it. Of course, a big factor was Holmes and Watson‘s..partnership. Hehe.
I liked the females in this movie, though I was surprised that they killed Adler so early on. Madame Simza was a strong and badass woman. Meanwhile, though I didn’t like Mary much in the first movie, I appreciated her here more as she became a badass as well. As quoted from a post I saw on Tumblr:
The lady is a straight-up badass.
A guy comes into her train car and tries to kill her and her husband on their honeymoon?
She grabs a gun and gets the situation under control, because Mary Watson will not take your sh*t.
Gets tossed out of a moving train into a river?
Snarks about the guy who did it instead of panicking.
Walks into a room with a naked man?
Keeps calm and carries on like a boss.
She deciphered Moriarty’s little red book and took his ass down, laughing at the inspectors that couldn’t keep up with her.
To sum up-
Mary Watson: kicking ass, taking names, and being more badass than you since 1891.
Yes, Mary Watson did not take any sh*t from anyone in this movie. And that was what made her awesome.
Moriarty was..somehow the way I expected him to be. He looked like the perfect gentleman, one whom you wouldn’t expect to be the bad guy behind everything, until he sticks a hook into the shoulder of the main character. All the while, singing opera, even.
And now let us go into the part that I enjoyed the most: the bromance. I apologize but I just have to let it out. Haha.
The wedding, the train scene, the dance, the looks exchanged between them. Everything. Everything just made me go “squeeeee” in delight.
Holmes [this time] taking care of his best friend because the latter was too hungover when they arrived at his wedding. Holmes’ look as his best friend was getting married. Watson’s look when he saw Holmes slowly walking away after the wedding. The entire train scene. Watson’s feels as he was trying to revive Holmes whom he thought was never going to wake up during the second train scene. The dance wherein the two of them actually didn’t bicker for the first time [and where it was also revealed that Holmes was the one who taught Watson how to dance; the female steps for the dance].
And that part before Holmes threw himself and Moriarty to the falls. Once he saw Watson, he closed his eyes so that his best friend would be the last thing he saw. Asdfghjkl. I swear, my heart hurt then and I was tempted to scream out “NOOOOO!” even though I knew it was part of the story for him and Moriarty to fall.
But all the feels for Holmes’ “death” was gone when he made an epic appearance at the end. I swear I did not see that coming. I mean, come on, disguising as an armchair? So he’d actually been there while Watson was ‘typing’ the story?
I wonder how he would let himself appear in front if Watson. At least now Watson knows that he’s alive, while in the original story, he never knew until Holmes actually revealed himself. Hmm. I guess we’ll just have to wait for the third movie then? 
