Next in my Rathbone box set: Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror, which takes the (both artistically and financially) inspired decision to make Holmes and Watson “ageless”, and my god is it brilliant. Victorian fog becomes the noirish mist of WWII, the damsel is a gritty femme fatale, and Holmes wears a fedora. Plus Nazis always make such wonderful villains. What more could you possibly want?
