Just got off the phone with my mother.
MOTHER: One of my co-workers recommends watching the Sherlock Holmes movie. Your thoughts?
JADE: Allow me to pontificate for several minutes upon the significant differences in atmosphere and characterization between the many adaptations of said series (half of which you've never heard of), and also the fashion in which more modern versions have started to give our leads a chemistry which tends toward "bickering" or even "vitriolic", in line with the sudden rise of people being total assholes in modern media.
MOTHER: Allow me to augment your diatribe with commentary on Darcy's scathing dialogue within the modern work Pride, Prejudice, and Zombies.
Blame my upbringing, folks!