Drama Tuesday: THE SEVEN-PER-CENT SOLUTION (1976)

Title: THE SEVEN-PER-CENT SOLUTION (1976)

    The world of mash-ups is a hardship when it comes to movies. Inevitably my mind always comes back to "Time After Time", in which H.G. Wells builds a time machine that Jack the Ripper steals, travels to 1979, and Wells must give chase and stop him. It's more entertaining than the ridiculous synopsis would have you believe. That film was written and directed by one Nicholas Meyer, whose previous credit was writing The Seven-Per-Cent Solution, adapted from his own novel. The setup is brilliant in and of itself. Worried about his friend and compatriot's state of mind and well being, due to cocaine addiction, Dr. Watson enlists the help of Sigmund Freud. From there they embark on one of Sherlock Homes finest adventures.
     Everything in the film works. From the inclusion of Sigmund Freud, the first rate casting, and an adventure worthy of, at the time, a high 12 million dollars. It's epic in scale, even if most of its proceedings deal with internal demons. Watson (an at first confusing Robert Duvall) finds Sherlock Holmes (Nicol Williamson, Merlin of "Excalibur") in the throws of a serious cocaine binge, ranting about his nemesis, Moriarty. It turns out that Holmes has been stalking him obessively, to take him down, once and for all. Though this Moriarty, it seems, is nothing more than an old doddering math tutor, who may or may not be harboring a dark link to Holmes past. After meeting with Sherlock's equally brilliant, if not more reclusive, older brother, Mycroft, Dr. Watson and he set forth a plan to lure Sherlock to Vienna, so he may be cured by Sigmund Freud (a brilliant Alan Arkin). The movie plays things even smarter by having Freud himself being the perfect foil for Holmes, even though he himself states he is merely using the tools that Holmes does and adapting them as his own. The cocaine usage has become a much used tool when navigating the Sherlock Holmes landscape, but none more so brilliantly than here and "The Private Life of Sherlock Homes". To see one of the most brilliant deductive minds almost reduced to rubble, is as sad as it is thrilling. It makes one care about the well being of the character, garnering a personal stake in the matter. Thankfully director Herbert Ross and Meyer never try and play it for laughs, more so showing the dark side of addiction and the crippling blow it can cause.
      Seeing as how this is an adventure tale, the film isn't solely fixated on the treatment of the addiction, but also a rousing case that has to be solved. Enter Vanessa Redgrave as Lola Deveraux, another patient of Freud's, who first relapses, and then goes missing. Seeing Holmes, Watson, and Freud launch into a case together is thrilling in all the right ways. The deductive minds all combine, bringing something to the table, and propelling things forward at the briskest of paces. The dialogue sparkles as Freud and Holmes match wits, and Watson gets to be much more than a joke several times. The film also features 2 of my favorite usages of a train ever committed to celluloid. One is a sword fight that takes place both inside, and on top of said train. The other......a train chase. It. Is. Awesome. Just when I think I have seen it all in a movie, I see a film of yesteryear with a scene that makes me ask, "why the hell didn't anyone tell me about this?" Whomever had to sit down with the producers of the film, and get the scene passed, is officially my hero. It's more entertaining than the entirety of "Unstoppable", without a doubt. To see an entire boxcar dismantled while the train is moving, to catch up with another train, is a thing of wonder.
       Here is a film that wants to be remembered. It doesn't beg, it doesn't plead, it merely wants that of you, then gives you numerous reasons to do so. It's light, it's fun, always engaging, at times a serious study of one of literature's greatest creations, and day I say it "a rip-snorting good time". The Seven-Per-Cent Solution invariably gets passed over, because it was made in a time, where all studios were taking big chances. This is right during the independent movement of the 70's, where the films being made where trying to change the language of cinema. So a film hearkening back to characters of old, the child in all of us, well it isn't hard to deduce what was to become of it. Thankfully, not all films are lost, and with the technology of today, films once passed by, can be celebrated and championed again. Here's to hoping, this classic, gets its moment again, and often.
**** out of *****