I am so done. Doyle is cancelled. I was initially very excited to dive into the Sherlock canon, because I've enjoyed both the TV series and the movie adaptations. Sherlock Holmes seemed to be a unique character, with funny, but loveable quirks, and so I knew that I had to get into the source material as well. Boy, I wish I never did.
So far, I've read the complete novels, and 8 short stories (from His Last Bow) and, except for The Hound of the Baskervilles, none were enjoyable. Not even in the slightest. Doyle's novels are one of the most boring, structurally awkward and somewhat offensive (I'm looking at you, The Sign of Four) pieces of literature I have ever read. In the BBC series, Sherlock is a sociopath, he makes a lot of questionable choices, but underneath the surface you can see how much he cares for John. Their relationship is heart-warming and real. By comparison, in the books these two characters are empty. I felt nothing for them. There was no chemistry at all, and I couldn't even sense a lick of affection between them. Moreover, in the source material Sherlock feels like a mere side character, and not like a protagonist at all... He rarely appears in any of the cases, and he just does nothing. Or the things he does are fucking boring. The deductions aren't clever at all, and the murders are soooo dull and tedious.
I just hate how Doyle structured his major cases. All, except for The Hound of the Baskervilles (which is probably why I enjoyed it somewhat more), are split into two parts. The first being set in the present time, where Sherlock and John are confronted with the murder, and the second being set in the past, recounting the back story of the murderer and the events that led up to the crime. The latter is always soooo boring and useless. Sherlock and John don't show up in it at all, and I, as a reader, just didn't care about the murderer and his victim, because they were never fleshed out characters, and so I was infuriated that I had to read 100+ of their back story.
I was actually really looking forward to reading The Valley of Fear because it is one of the two stories in which Moriarty shows up, but it left me so disappointed. Moriarty is merely mentioned in this, nothing more. Sherlock talks about him maybe twice... I mean c'mon, that's it? That's the big introduction of the greatest villain in the Sherlock verse? You got to be kidding me.
In the introduction of my bind-up edition of the four Sherlock novels, it states that Doyle's second story wasn't a success (what a surprise), and that he then actually wanted to ditch the Sherlock stories altogether to work on more "serious" books. Well, if a writer isn't happy with his work, how can readers be... But since Doyle, who was working as a doctor as well, had only a few patients in London and needed money, in 1891, he decided to keep going and submitted more short stories to The Strand. In the following months these would make him famous and Sherlock immortal.
But fairly soon Doyle began to tire of these trivial entertainments; they kept him from "better things". Oh wow, he sure does love being a writer. Did you know that he never worked over his drafts? He just vomited these stories out, and then handed them in. Wow. I'm so impressed [insert sarcasm here]. In my opinion, that lack of revision really does show, because his stories feel extremely clumsy, disjointed and overall elicit no feeling of excitement. They have little to no quotable moments, and overall they just really piss me off.
Do I need to read another story in which violence and corruption always happens outside of England's green and peaceful land, because Englishmen are known for their goodness and high moral (*coughs* colonialism is a thing), and only foreigners are criminals? No. In the source material, Holmes functiones as a white knight, persevering the civilized values of the British Empire (*coughs* don't forget the slave trade, ya'll) against barbarity and disorder. And ain't nobody got time for that. The game is so not afoot. ;)
However, I will read The Final Problem and The Adventure of the Empty House (which showcase the death of Sherlock and Moriarty, and then the explanation of how they survived), A Scandal in Bohemia (the introduction to Irene Adler) and The Greek Interpreter (the introduction to Mycroft Holmes), because I am a weak bitch, and like to be "well read". Whatever the fuck that means.