Very enjoyable pastiche of the Sherlock style, supposedly based on the scant facts we have about the real life of Conan Doyle. Dr Joseph Bell was a leVery enjoyable pastiche of the Sherlock style, supposedly based on the scant facts we have about the real life of Conan Doyle. Dr Joseph Bell was a lecturer at Edinburgh University when Doyle was a medical student there. He was certainly the model for Sherlock Holmes, a critical observer and adherent of the inductive method. Substitute him for Homes and Doyle for Watson and you have it. ...more
Here's another "lost" Sherlock Holmes story - this one brilliantly emulating Conan-Doyle's rather refined, some might say affected, prose style - thatHere's another "lost" Sherlock Holmes story - this one brilliantly emulating Conan-Doyle's rather refined, some might say affected, prose style - that tells of a case, the details of which, my dear readers, could not be divulged until now.
Yes, this case, as it unfolds, reveals a tragical and sorrowful story of 19th century London, a story that reaches from those poor creatures who populate the sinister and tragic underbelly of this foggy and cold-hearted metropolis, to the haughty and arrogant Brahmans of its social and political aristocracy. It is a story so dark, we are told, reliably I am sure, in the dulcet tones of the good Dr Watson himself, that it could only be published 100 years after his death (at the time of the beginning of the Great European Conflict.)
It seems the solution to the mystery involved such depraved and horrifying acts as would have had devastating social and perhaps regal connotations to the point that the very fabric of society could be threatened! It had to wait until now, when all involved are long dead, to be safely offered for sale to the public!
It's not all doom and gloom though, for Dr Watson's bumbling, endearing (though sometimes frustrating) innocence as the story's narrator is there to amuse us throughout, as are many examples the remarkable deductive flair that Holmes likes to impress and intimidate with, and such entertainments make it a very worthwhile listen, and, presumably, read. My dear friend Sir Derek Jacobi, from the Diogenes Club, is of course most brilliant (he almost gets away with mimicking the accent of young Irish woman who is pretending to be ... well, you shall see!) This sad story really does turn on something we might find topical in today's papers, even in the last few months!, rather than back in Sherlock Holmes's more journalistically restrained times. (I'm not counting that infernal Ripper Murders hysteria.)