Enola Holmes

Enola Holmes is an engaging, exciting mystery that the entire family will enjoy. The direction is spot on, the acting is brilliant, the plot is intriguing, and the cinematography is fantastic. But the ending is a letdown, not trusting audiences to be content with Enola’s arc.

The match of material and star works so well that the story’s relative simplicity and undercooked quality aren’t too much of a stumbling block. It’s a perfect next step for Brown, and hopefully a sign of greater things to come.

This may be the start of a most welcome girl-powered franchise.

Enola Holmes doesn’t just use its heroine as a cute way to nod at progressive thinking; it fully embraces a story that is, at its heart, deeply feminist.

It successfully imagines a place for its heroine in Holmes' world, then convinces young viewers that Enola needn't be constrained by that world's borders.

Enola Holmes is a little overwrought, but Millie Bobby Brown's charming heroine and Henry Cavill's fun Sherlock pull off all the twists and turns.

A bright young actress, a movie-star actor and a potentially interesting concept gets smothered in 128 minutes of colorful, empty nonsense.

Loved it!! Expected nothing and was blown away! Well written beautifully proformed and fantastic cinematography a pleasure! Highly recommend this movie to all

[SPOILER ALERT: This review contains spoilers.]

Millie Bobby Brown does a good job here but the humor isn't that great and the story isn't super engaging.

The Fabulous World of Amélie meets Conan Doyle and it's a trainwreck. The premise is acceptable: we don't know anything about Sherlock's family and his brother Mycroft was introduced out of the blue, so Enola and their mother might have existed and be this quirky, no problems with that. M.B. Brown does a decent job but she's no Audrey Tautou, or at least the movie makes her look more like a caricature than a relatable character. Those are the good parts. The bad parts is a victorian London that feels like a trite stereotype from people who know nothing about it and, worse, not something Doyle would have wrote. Both Sherlock brothers are done wrong, especially Mycroft. I read all the damn books and this felt like some fanfiction written in America, especially the awful dialogues. Then, the cringy af feminism. Nobody herd that word in the 1880s and the only instances of modernity in Sherlock Holmes books are found at end of the series, 20 years later, when Queen Victoria dies and the characters realize the world is changing. Whether Doyle's victorian London was realistic or not, at least the guy lived there. The writers here obviously didn't, and didn't even care enough to pretend.

Despite having a great cast that makes this movie watchable, Enola Holmes suffers from terrible writing and a bland story that fails to be even remotely interesting. Not to mention the crippling slow pace that the second act suffers from. What could have been an enjoyable movie becomes a nearly insufferable bore.