One Thing I Love About The Sheep Detectives

If you were to cross the Babe movies with a cozy murder mystery set around a small town in the English countryside… it’d most likely be terrible, to be honest. Insufferably twee, and so soft as to be completely insubstantial, likely full of desperate attempts to give it an “edge” that do nothing but draw attention to how insincere it is. But there’s still a small chance that you’d get it right, and end up with something like The Sheep Detectives. The premise is that George (played by Hugh Jackman) is a shepherd who’s beloved by his flock, while having contentious relationships with the humans in the town nearby. He lives alone in a small trailer on his land, caring for his sheep, giving all of them1 names because everyone deserves a name, and raising them for their wool, because he’s a vegetarian. Every night, he reads to them from his collection of classic murder mysteries. When the sheep wake up one morning to find George lying dead outside the caravan, poisoned, the smartest sheep…