Sherlock Skelton
We’ve become a Netflix family again. Over the last couple of months I’d visited the video store on three separate occasions only to walkout 15 minutes later completely empty-handed. The video store: a) has 200 copies of Daddy Day Care and not much else, b) stocks totally useless movies, c) carries crap titles, d) has no selection, oh and, f) smells like crotch. As an alternative, we tried the library. But every DVD that came from the library looked as if it had been used to to polish concrete. We didn’t even make it through the opening titles of Six Feet Under before the screen froze into an abstract digital art piece. Thankfully, Netflix has welcomed us back with open arms. It didn’t seem to hold any grudge. Didn’t even mention our last parting of ways.
They’ve added quite a large feature set since last I used the service. My favorite being the ability to add multiple profiles under one account. So the misses and I can each have a separate “Queue”. This allows me to rent Carmen Electra’s Advanced Aerobic Striptease without her ever knowing it. Also, don’t tell the misses but as the administrator of our account, when I set up her profile I designated that she’s only allowed to rent movies with a ‘G’ rating.
The first movie to arrive was disc one from the series The Return of Sherlock Holmes. Jeremy Brett is a tour de force as Holmes. Got down to watching the first episode, The Empty House. Close to the end of the episode Holmes and Watson are in what looks like an abandoned house across the street from 221b Baker Street (for those not familiar, that’s the den of Sherlock Holmes). They are peeking out a window spying on their own office (the picture above captures this scene). To the direct left of 221b Baker Street is what looks to be some kind of pottery shop with the curious name of ‘Skelton’ on its sign. Unfortunately, a quick run through the internets doesn’t give any information about a shop called ‘Skelton’ ever existing on Baker Street. It must have just been part of the television set but not historically accurate. I’m going to lodge a complaint with some British society or another.