released the next day in the United States, but few theaters in Los Angeles are showing this movie. Film. It was raining heavily when I went to see it. I bought tickets for more than four o'clock in the afternoon. I wanted to go to the live Q&A with the two leading actors at seven o'clock, but the tickets were already sold out. When I arrived at the theater, I was stunned. 70% of the audience were at the level of grandparents, and some even brought my grandchildren to see it. This is an experience I have never encountered before. When the theater was full, I was already gray-haired but mostly fashionable old people. Maybe I was a fan of Grandpa Ian when I was young. Even the trailer before the feature film is a movie trailer that meets the tastes of elderly audiences, which is completely different from the trailer playing routines of movie theaters such as AMC. Only then did I realize that Sherlock Holmes in the play, like many of the audience here, is just an ordinary person in his old age. From this point of view, the film has long been separated from the original work. The former detective with a strong back and quick thinking is already a detective of the past. Now he is 93 years old and has experienced two world wars. He raised bees in the country and suffered from memory loss. He was alone and was about to die.
Everyone loves that young detective. In the past few years, the image of the detective in film and television dramas has become younger and younger, and it has become more and more popular with young audiences. Probably no one would have thought that the detective would be old and an ordinary person. Perhaps what the audience would like to see is that his mind and body are at their peak, when he is close to the perfect state that everyone expects: coldness, arrogance, and terrifying insight. I was surprised that the author of the original novel kept Holmes alive for so long, so long as it was surprising that he survived everyone around him. And his aging is a long-term torture for bystanders who deify him. So people began to transform his story, continue to deify him, ignoring the fact that he continued to grow old by their side. He became a permanent, rigid symbol, and no one cared whether he was still alive.
In the movie, Old Ah Fu is getting older every day. The black hole of his memory swallowed his clear thinking little by little, his legs could not support his walking, and he always fell asleep suddenly, fell off the bed, and anxious and panic swallowed him. He lost all those important people, and even his proud memory betrayed him. I don't know how many audiences here are sympathetic, and how many people are also afraid, whether they have to linger in such pain at that age. He finally became friends with a child, maybe that child evokes the shadow of his own childhood, maybe he only needs a companion to make himself no longer so lonely. What's more, Roger can recall his past memories every day, accumulating bit by bit, to find a reason for self-exile.
Old Ah Fu has been complaining that the self in Watson's writing is not the real self. I haven't worn a deerstalker, I don't smoke a pipe, I like cigars, and the case doesn't end like that. This movie, as a fiction, creates a reality in fiction, and there is fiction in this reality. In the end, it is really surprising to find that we are like watching a biopic of a historical figure. Old Ah Fu seems to have breathed in real life and kept bees under a white cliff. When the old Afu sat in the cinema watching a movie telling his own story and shook his head with a smile, the 93-year-old Holmes suddenly became so real that one wonders whether he is a novel character created by Conan Doyle. All of his emotions suddenly emerged in this old age, and he had never become so flesh and blood. He regretted the cruelty of his youth, hurting others for reason and logic. He may have told the first white lie in his life, perhaps because of his conscience, in order to alleviate his torment. He won't become more noble, he still has a sharp mouth, but he is gentle like an old cat in front of the little boy. When he started thinking about his past life, at this age, we finally understood his true side.
After watching the movie and going out, the door was filled with waiting audiences. It should be waiting for the next live interview with Grandpa Ian. It was still all old people, with gleaming excitement in his eyes, no different from those young fans. It's always old.
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