The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

Surprisingly charming. 19th century British slang is full of those things that went into the British stereotype still perpetuated (and nursed!) by Americans today, 100+ yrs later. That is to say, it's adorable. I say, old boy! Good show! The cases themselves are episodic and interesting enough, but the real joy is the Holmes/Watson relationship (which is very, VERY slashy - what with Watson “ejaculating” this and “ejaculating” that (my Kindle informs me that this is an archaic way of saying “to exclaim”) and meditating on Holmes' lanky, opiated-genius sexiness), and Holmes' wizard-like ability to understand everything about a person just by the way they sit in a chair. Seriously, your butt cheeks say it all, apparently. As does that one ink stain in your shirt sleeve - ah ha! Anyway, it makes House MD that much cuter, and I found myself turning all Sherlocky on people that I passed in the street (“Ah ha! A hurried gait, sneakers over pantyhose and an umbrella - this is a sensible working lady going to a meeting!” etc.).