Kjóto Teramači Sandžó no Holmes

Mr. Holmes, they are the most Holmesian of all Holmeses! If I had a shot of Captain Morgan’s Rum for every Holmes-san, I would be really fucking hammered every Monday... Otherwise, this is kind of an average whodunit crime drama with some slightly naive incidents, where Mr. Kiyotaka, the antique dealer (known as Sherlock Holmes), in addition to simply estimating the price of certain items, searches for the ubiquitous forgeries he knows are around, and is fighting a terrifying counterfeiting genius. He gets to solve more than one serious crime in the process. At times it is quite interesting, at others it seems to be quite amusing, because of the cases Holmes is trying to solve... Besides, there is a bit of a romantic subplot, and surprisingly, that is more interesting than trying to uncover forgeries, using deduction, and solve crimes all the time. I am almost happy I am not Mr. Holmes from Kyoto because then I would have perhaps found some counterfeit items in the fridge or even inside the toilet, and my life would never know peace and quiet, and I could never be truly happy. This way I can just smile, tell myself it probably was not as crappy as I had expected, although at the same time it was not as interesting, intense, or romantic as it could have been. So, with that being said, I am just going to walk away now and leave it to other antiquarians to judge whether it was a great or terrible imitation of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's writings... 5/10. (24.09.2018)