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tfitoby 's review for:
The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes
by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Death of Holmes!
Whilst not the title of the story or the book containing it that is exactly what is included in this collection. But of course we all know better than that these days. We all know that Doyle was forced to write more Holmes stories against his wishes. Poor guy.
I think the dislike Doyle had for writing the Holmes stories is incredibly apparent with this collection. Some of the stories are dull and formulaic - ten pages of somebody telling Holmes about the case and ten pages of Holmes giving you the answer - whilst some are actually highly enjoyable, these are the non-formulic ones.
All the arrogance and apparent sociopathy of the character have been written out in favour of a clever solution to an obscure problem every time. The motives for stopping Moriarty for example are not selfish, can this really be the same Sherlock Holmes?
I found that I was struggling to sleep with all my bedtime reading recently. Fabulously enjoyable novels were the order of the day and I just never wanted to put them down, my mind working overtime, but Sherlock Holmes arrived to save the day. These short stories were not something to even consider after they were done and so I slept happily. That's not really a compliment.
Whilst not the title of the story or the book containing it that is exactly what is included in this collection. But of course we all know better than that these days. We all know that Doyle was forced to write more Holmes stories against his wishes. Poor guy.
I think the dislike Doyle had for writing the Holmes stories is incredibly apparent with this collection. Some of the stories are dull and formulaic - ten pages of somebody telling Holmes about the case and ten pages of Holmes giving you the answer - whilst some are actually highly enjoyable, these are the non-formulic ones.
All the arrogance and apparent sociopathy of the character have been written out in favour of a clever solution to an obscure problem every time. The motives for stopping Moriarty for example are not selfish, can this really be the same Sherlock Holmes?
I found that I was struggling to sleep with all my bedtime reading recently. Fabulously enjoyable novels were the order of the day and I just never wanted to put them down, my mind working overtime, but Sherlock Holmes arrived to save the day. These short stories were not something to even consider after they were done and so I slept happily. That's not really a compliment.