The Masks of Death

Two seemingly unrelated cases and the salvation of the British Empire from a world war—albeit temporarily, by principle. Although it's almost at retirement home levels, the collaboration between Cushing, whose sharp features could be used for opening envelopes, and Mills, who looks like he fell out of James Mason’s belly, works quite well. Sherlock, as usual, gets exasperated by women, engages in disguises akin to Inspector Clouseau, and in the end, in collaboration with a future CI5 chief, manages to move some unpleasant events to Belgian soil. By the way, it’s odd that Cowley looks the same here as he did at the end of the seventies. When you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. So he must be Highlander... (2023.03.02)