ʜᴀʀʟᴇQᴜɪɴᴀᴅᴇ ☘️🌵🌿’s review published on Letterboxd:
Henry Cavill is NOT shirtless in this.
Netflix...for fuck's sake. You need to work harder for my money. First Momoa doesn't strip the entire season 3 of Frontier, now this. What's next? You're gonna put more clothes on them? Madness. Madness and stupidity.
Forget the constant forth wall breaking, this movie has much bigger problems than that. It shamelessly steals its look and the visual presentation of how the protagonist deduces things from Guy Ritchie's Sherlock Holmes films, it has not one but two dull mysteries and t's waaaay too long. I don't want to hate on it too much because Brown is capable and this is ultimately a harmless film, but imagine how mediocre it must be for me to wish that Cavill, who is not the strongest actor and not even in my top 25 of men I would debase myself for, was leading it and this was just another Sherlock Holmes story instead.