跑到电影院的时候已经晚了,被迫坐在第一排,回头一看坐的都是黑压压的观众,黑乎乎的也没勘测到是不是有同盟在里面陪我一起尖叫。我们的位置差得可以,只好仰望着萝卜和LAW那帅帅的面孔……鼻血差点糊到荧幕上。
第一排唯一一个好处就是本片太腐了,腐得基情四射,直接射到了我们,然后糊了我一脸……【黑线】纵观全片,我才悟到,这片绝对不是在讲如何与反派做斗争,而是如何利用反派与小三做斗争。
如果第一部是小三的出现,那么第二部就是如何面对已经上位了的三儿。【P.s华生你的妹子真的很萌…但是这是部基片就注定了再萌的妹子也要悲剧……】
面对第一部中小福靠在小华的肩膀上睡觉这种戏份我就不说什么了,没想到第二部更加闪瞎众人狗眼啊尼玛!官方逼死同人啊导演你懂不懂!!!
小福的妹子开场不多时就了,我隐隐约约感觉到——莫非,腐程度上升?!事实证明果然如此!GAY导你果然不是盖的!在华生离开后,小福如同一个怨妇般一蹶不振,生活乱得一团糟,连家里的花花草草都没心情打理,那一刻我真为小福伤心啊……但是后来我才发现我果然斗不过导演啊,斗不过编剧啊,斗不过小福啊……原来家里这么多花花草草是为了野战!野战!!!!不愧是原配啊!【掀!】华生刚来没多久就被射了啊!!!导演你敢不敢不铺腐梗啊,还有你们离这么近对话是为了什么!平静一下…
然后喜闻乐见的虐心剧情来了!
“你来干嘛?”小萝卜开心的问。
“我明天就要结婚了啊”秃球回答。
那一瞬间,小福脸上的表情实在是无法用笔墨形容,那种复杂的感觉和360团毛线卷在一团似的,渣攻医生你不伤心吗你不内疚吗?!
也许是野战都不能满足医生的欲火了,小福心想那就想办法让医生开心到底好了……果断带着CP参加了单身派对,那天晚上医生笑得多开心啊,这不就是传说中的“你笑得开心就是我最大的幸福”桥段吗?医生喝醉了倒在地上疯疯癫癫那段果断萌死了【捂脸】【p.s炸叔圆滚滚的果然好萌……】
可惜单身派对都没法挽救感情啊,无奈的小福载着医生了他的婚礼,又是个虐心的片段…连平时这么温馨的叫床【雾】对于小福都显得如此奢侈,所以他如此温柔地叫医生起床,在医生撒娇赖床的时候温柔地扯下了衣服…萌爆了,萌爆了,萌爆了!渣攻医生你看见小福的离你不内疚吗你不伤心吗你不后悔吗!?有一句诗可以形容这个婚礼场面,是什么来着,是什么……啊啊啊“相顾无言,惟有泪千行。”华生你看着原配你心里流泪吧!
这是什么电影来着……哦对,这是原配的攻略手册,于是我们见识了这攻略的力量,用某动画的台词来说,这是属于小福“生存战略”。面对小三,要怎么做才好?要友善,要大度……要狠,但是要有理由!于是教授大人的礼物真不愧是给小福一个机会,三下五除二新娘就被踹下了水,好,原配胜利X1!这时候华生怒了,暴跳起来就推倒了侦探!我说你们打架就打架……你们在地上基做一团干什么,等等我是不是听见了什么奇怪的“刺啦——”声,等等,你们这真的不是在拍G【哔--】吗?导演你的下限呢!什么叫对方和自己躺一会的对话真不想提了……衣服都破了多加几句调情也没有什么下限可言了吧……
中间小夫妻小打小闹,还度蜜月真是…小华问小福哪儿,小福说巴黎,那里是度蜜月的好地方…我不仅想…这,这不就是暗示观众,我要和你度蜜月吗?!原配再次击败了小三啊= =
为了夺取CP,于是适当虐心有必要,所以被钓起来那段更是突出了自家丈夫的英雄救美啊……什么,这个还不够?那好……我就来装死试试看我们感情多深啊~~~于是小福停止了呼吸……
华生又开始喜闻乐见了,那个样子绝对比妻子被推下火车还伤心,甚至有点点的竭斯底里,这不就是……爱么?!
到了最后,不得不说真是影片的高潮。当福尔摩斯推理出这次打斗必死无疑的时候,于是和对手纠缠在一起,戏剧性!或者说是喜闻乐见!如果不是这么危险的纠缠,这在偶像剧里,家庭伦理剧里绝对是“捉奸在床”这个片段!
看到赶来的华生,福尔摩斯安心了,与教授一起飞下了瀑布……星间飞行【死开!】……与此同时,华生又再次绝望地闭上了眼睛……这会的表情更无法用笔墨形容,绝对不仅仅是360团毛线缠在一起的复杂……当你爱的人从你眼前消失,你是什么感觉呢医生。
于是斗争就这么结束了,不用说,小福绝对赢了……用死亡缠住了一个人的心,他这辈子想起你就会心疼,陪伴他的只有变成灰白色的回忆。
当华生心不在焉的敷衍自己妻子的时候,神奇的快递到了!不是顺丰不是申通,是小福寄的包裹啊啊啊啊……说起来我必须吐槽一下后面那个哥们儿,为什么你看到这一段的时候要大叫:“心形巧克力!”莫非你也觉得天下大同了?【好吧虽然我觉得这样更加喜感……】
于是这个故事就THE END?了,看来华生这辈子是必须和福尔摩斯缠着了…果然还是你们好基友在一起比较萌……世界已经阻止不了你们继续基了…
It's become a central truth of American filmmaking that audiences will watch Robert Downey Jr. doing pretty much anything, and when he's having as much fun as he is as the magnetic center of Sherlock Holmes, there's no choice but to be swept along for the ride. Effectively remaking the original Pirates of the Caribbean as a Victorian London caper, Guy Ritchie combines his kinetic direction with the limitless charms of Downey Jr and Jude Law to come up with terrific entertainment that's equal parts brains and brawn, American recklessness and English manners. In short, it's a blast.
The movie is structured essentially as an adventure romance, as Holmes (Downey Jr.) and Watson (Law) try to break up and, through crooked schemes and explosions and near escapes, realize by the end how much they mean to one another after all. At the beginning Watson is preparing to move out of 221b Baker Street, with plans to propose to pretty and proper Mary (Kelly Reilly) and leave the detective business entirely. Holmes, bored and hilariously jealous, attempts to sabotage Watson's engagement and also draw him back into the game, now that an old closed case has suddenly reopened.
Months earlier Watson and Holmes put away Lord Blackwood (Mark Strong), an aristocrat who murdered five people via some kind of dark arts ceremony. Watson himself supervised Blackwood's hanging, but when he appears to have risen from the dead, everyone from the police to a secret cabal wants to know how he did it. Blackwood and his legion of followers have plans for world domination via drinking potions and other hocus pocus, while Holmes goes about finding Blackwood in the only way he knows how-- using his "not inconsiderable knowledge" and foolproof logic. Meanwhile, Holmes's old flame Irene Adler (Rachel McAdams) is back in town, a criminal beauty working secretly for a shadowy boss with a penchant for fancy weaponry. Adler pops up from time to time to help Watson and Holmes in their investigations, and it's clear to the audience that she'll throw a wrench in things even when Holmes hasn't quite gotten there.
Dipping into chemistry and pentagrams and the earliest forms of electricity, the plot is all over the place, and I'm not entirely certain I understand how it all fit together in the end. But the story really just provides a vehicle for the action and the fantastic character interactions, one of which delivers slightly better than the other. While some action setpieces, like a fight at a shipyard and the final race against the clock, are brilliantly structured, the fight choreography gets chopped up into bits, with Ritchie cutting too quickly for the audience to see a punch or a kick all the way through. The editing often works directly at odds with Downey Jr.'s physicality, as he throws in a funny movement or a particularly sweet punch, only to see it lost entirely to needless slo-mo and quick cuts.
Then again, all that Ritchie noodling works great in Holmes's investigation scenes, allowing him visual flashbacks to all the clues that led him to his conclusions and avoiding the dreadful slowness that comes with most mystery-solving monologues. Miraculously the audience is right there with Holmes even during his most out-there epiphanies, and the equally out-there camerawork pays off well in making this period piece feel unstuffy, but also not gimmicky. He's helped immensely by Hans Zimmer's loose, wily score, one of the best action movie scores I've heard in years.
When Ritchie holds the camera relatively still and lets all of the actors play off each other, there's nothing better. Eddie Marsan is hilarious as the frustrated Inspector Lestrade, and Strong's Blackwood makes for a great intellectual equal against Holmes, but when Downey Jr. and Law are together the screen lights up so brightly it could catch fire. Bantering like Cary Grant and Rosalind Russell or trading off punches in a fight, the two actors have rarely looked so self-assured or in synch with an onscreen partner. Watson and Holmes squabble over clothes and the dog, tend one another's wounds and protect one another from injury, and generally make the best action-adventure duo since Indy and Marion. The one downside to all this energy between the boys is that Adler is sold short, flitting in and out of the plot seemingly at random, and rarely getting much out of Sherlock beyond a stolen kiss or two. McAdams is excellent and fiery in the role, but it seems much of her part was trimmed in order to make more room for Downey Jr. and Law. But oh, what a consolation prize that is.
As the movie winds down it begins to brazenly set up a sequel, and given the manifold adventures of Holmes and Watson that Arthur Conan Doyle wrote, it's hard to imagine two heroes better suited to a modern franchise. There are surely simpler Holmes stories to tell that won't get so bogged down in plot, and maybe there's a way to let the brains beat out the brawn next time, at least if the fights are going to stay so incomprehensible. But keep this iteration of Watson and Holmes together, and we're likely to follow them anywhere.