I went to see Sherlock Holmes last weekend, and I quite enjoyed it too. This was probably partly because I was determined not to expect too much and be finicky over detail, though I did say beforehand that the one thing I wouldn't forgive was an unshaven Holmes (a man who can magically be clean-shaven when camping out on Dartmoor)... and he spent the entire bloody film being unshaven! At least that meant I simply
had to get over it quickly or walk out of the cinema.

Anyway, I thought they dealt with the obligatory-these-days love story fairly well so that it wasn't too intrusive or un-Holmes-ian (though I prefer the way Billy Wilder dealt with it in Private Life of Sherlock Holmes, cos Holmes is colder and cooler).
I thought the boxing sections were really good, and an aspect which is rarely brought out, though a part of Holmes I love (especially in the Solitary Cyclist where he's all excessively cheerful after getting into a fight and goes a bit braggy: "The next few minutes were delicious. It was a straight left against a slogging ruffian. I emerged as you see me. Mr. Woodley went home in a cart."). And I really liked the Holmes-Watson interplay - I love it when Holmes manipulates Watson, which he does rather frequently. Jude Law was quite good as Watson, but I couldn't quite believe Robert Downey Jnr was Holmes. There were, however, aspects of it that reminded me how much I love Holmes. And, all in all, it was a good, fun adventure story.
Victorian London looked lovely too.
"I've been in love with the morbid, ebony-black grotesqueness of the 19th century since I was knee-high to a funeral mute."