A Giant Gun, Filled with Drugs

First, this review written in 2015, I am happy that this excellent series is still going strong, in spite of the naysayers who were unjustly swayed by the British version (which is an entirely different artistic venture, more designed to highlight the incredible talent of the writer, not the character).

What I like most about this series is the even-ness and predictably. It is consistently solid. It is similar to the original CSI series (before "Grissom" left). If you knew in advance you were about to be stranded on a deserted island, you would want to bring along the full DVD set of CSI, or ELEMENTARY, to help pass the time.

That said, this episode is elevated by the presence of John Hannah (former Scion of the House of Batiatus) who couldn't give a bad performance if he tried.

The red herring with the step-father is clever. And so is the "reversal" with the character that Holmes accidentally meets in the restroom.

Good solid fun.

In this episode we find out that Sherlock is more knowledgeable than Google. He can look at some ash of a cigarette and tell exactly what brand it is and what country it came from, look at a piece of cut finger and tell where that finger was cut, look at traces of food on a cut finger and tell exactly which restaurant the food came from, take a look at a random wall in a building and tell exactly where the person who touched that wall was before coming to the building, he literally knows everything and solves everything within 3 seconds by simply staring.

At this point the show is going beyond ridiculous, it gets extremely cartoonish. Sherlock simply solves all cases by knowing things even God himself couldn't know. He can simply stare at a trace element for 3 seconds and tell you everything there is to know about that element's history and whereabouts without running any tests. Sherlock must have a PhD in 300 different fields and he must be 100x more knowledgeable than Google could ever hope to be.