Sherlock Holmes.

So I turned fourteen on the fourteenth of January, and as a birthday present for myself (and happiness to my sister and my cousin), I treated them to this movie. At first, they wanted to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks, but I persuaded them to watch this since the Munk movie already started and we arrived late in the theater. Oh well. They seemed to like Sherlock Holmes in the end of the film. They have these weird grins, and later they told me that they were shivering due to the coldness of the movie theater. They forgot to bring jackets.

I kind of suck at giving movie reviews, but let's try.

ALthough we arrived quite late, we managed to watch the start of the movie, wherein a 'priest' (but really, he's a master of the dark arts) is performing a ritual on a maiden. Little did we know that the maiden was one of the other victims, because the so-called 'ritual' was performed for the maiden to kill herself. Of course, Sherlock unlocked the mystery. The 'priest', Blackwood, was arrested and hanged. That's it, story's over. But there's a twist. Somehow, Blackwood escaped death and 'resurrected'. Sherlock now faces something that he never knew he would face - black magic. Along with Dr. Watson and some girl named Ms. Adler, the three of them unlocked the greatest mystery in Holmes' life: whether it was real dark magic or just plain science.

I won't be a spoiler now. Go watch the movie for yourself, if you want to. It's way better than the Chipmunks.

Thought for the day:
Mystery beats animation.