It has long been an axiom of mine that “you
can’t have too many copies of The Hound
of the Baskervilles.” Although I’m not a collector, I own more than 80
copies of the great Sherlock Holmes novel and a few versions. I recently acquired
a film I’d never seen before.
It’s a 1983 British TV movie starring Ian
Richardson. Only when I started watching movie did I realize that the script
was by Charles Edward Pogue. As I wrote in a previous blog post, I once saw an
original Holmes play by Pogue and met him afterward. Pogue also wrote the
teleplays for The Sign of Four (1983)
with Richardson and The Hands of a Murder
(1990) with Edward Woodward.
According to Wikipedia, Pogue considers his
take on The Hound his most satisfying
achievement. Considering that The Hound
has been filmed approximately 150 times, I’m in no position to compare it any
meaningful way to other productions. But I can make a few observations.
Ian Richardson and his Watson, Donald Churchill,
are thoroughly satisfactory in their roles. Holmes even wears a top hat in
London; Sidney Paget would approve.
Among the better actors below top-billing
was the phosphorous-coated Hound.
Sir Henry Baskerville, who comes from the
United States rather than from Canada, sounds like an Englishman attempting a Texas
accent.
The script departs in significant ways
from the novel. Laura Lyons was having an affair with Sir Charles Baskerville.
Her black-bearded husband, a violent artist, appears as a character. Pogue lifts
the poker-bending scene from “The Speckled Band” to show that Lyons is tough
but Holmes is tougher. Laura Lyons is strangled to death and Lyons is charged
with her murder.
Holmes appears in disguise as a gypsy who
reads Beryl Stapleton’s palm and is therefore able to tell that she formerly wore
a wedding ring.
The purpose of the changes apparently was to
strengthen the detective story aspect of the plot by creating a strong new
suspect. As a Sherlockian purist, I don’t approve. But as a mystery writer, I
applaud the effort. I stand with those who believe that Basil Rathbone’s 1939 Hound was the best filmed adaptation,
but this one is worth your time.
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