Ever since it was announced that Guy Ritchie would be hailing as the director of a 'Sherlock Holmes' movie, I was excited. While the guy can't grasp the ability to write a good script, he has shown promise as a director, and I was anxious to see the end result. Speculation arose when the film was pushed back to a Christmas Day opening, and I can honestly say that come November, my excitement had dwindled a bit. So, when I stepped into the theater, I was prepared for the worst - a preparation that was mindlessly wasted.