Considering its pedigree—a Chris Columbus screenplay, Steven Spielberg producing, Barry Levinson directing—Young Sherlock Holmes (1985) is surprisingly not awful. In fact, if you can go with the rethinking of Holmes and Watson meeting during a stint at school in their teenage years and having adventures then (I know Holmes purists who can’t), it’s a pleasant enough couple of hours. Yes, it’s overproduced. It’s from Spielberg, how could it not be? And, yes, it plays a little like I Was a Teenage Sherlock Holmes and the Temple of Doom, but that only keeps it from being a nice diversion if you take this stuff too seriously.