Wesley Stenzel’s review published on Letterboxd:
Millie Bobby Brown can carry a movie, even if that movie isn’t anything groundbreaking. She fills the film with a thousand tiny glances and microexpressions that make it genuinely fun to watch. I don’t think the central mystery holds up to much scrutiny, and Enola’s character arc makes very little sense — sure, she goes from being controlled by her guardians to claiming she’s emancipated, but, as a franchise entity, Enola Holmes is beholden to the legacy of Sherlock. She’s forced to be a detective because we expect any relative of Sherlock to be one, and she must be exceptionally clever because he is. That sounds pretty far from independence to me. It works as a Millie Bobbiy Brown vehicle, but not so much as a feminist mystery.