Theater: Quick, Watson, the Fix

Baker Street is one up on Professor Moriarty—it kills Sherlock Holmes.

This Holmes is a kind of boy's man whose greatest joy is tinkering with his chemistry set. In musical terms, he is a drab, antiseptic, kissproof cousin of Henry Higgins. He has his brain on his brain, and he incessantly makes love to it in Fritz Weaver's croaking brand of talkee-singee—"just a loaf of bread and a cryptogram, this were paradise enow."

Enow is what the show conspicuously lacks. It certainly does not have enow dancing or enow music. The Baker Street Irregulars test the floorboards occasionally and the boards hold. Three...

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