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T. E. Lawrence was right to distrust the film industry during his lifetime. He is probably still rotating in his grave at Moreton, the poor troubled man really deserved better than Mark Griffin"s treatment of his final demise. And I am not talking about the limited budget of this so called "film", Stephen Soderbergh showed the world that you can actually make a movie with an iPhone camera. You need some talent though, and this is painfully lacking from any aspect of this oeuvre which shamelessly even quotes from David Lean's cinematic masterpiece. It really damn hurts to watch "Lawrence after Arabia" and yes, I do mind that it hurts!

This feature length episode is - apart from the equally dreadful "The Last Vampyre" - the worst adaption of a story by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. One really wonders what was going on in the producer's mind wasting Jeremy Brett's rapidly diminishing energy and life-span for this crude story, especially after having been so faithful to the spirit of Doyle's works before. The theme of Holmes' dreams depicting exactly the events to come stands in stark contrast to his previously stated belief in rationality, facts and logical deduction. One can't help feeling the scriptwriters took to Holmes' former vice of drug abuse. Sad and unworthy of Jeremy Brett's talents.