It's interesting to set this film beside the Joan Hickson version, which was, like her whole Marple series, excellent. This version is not so, so terrible, though. It benefits from a sumptuous location and excellent actors like McKern, Woodvine and Tutin. I don't feeling the actors are having a laugh at the author's expense - unlike everyone involved in the latest run with Geraldine McEwen as Marple, which I find totally unwatchable.
Christie's stories don't suffer from being updated to the 80s. The issues she raises here were just as live in the 80s as the 50s, and now. She gets in some sharp observation of the type of person who pretends to everyone (and themselves) they are only interested in helping young criminals, while using them to boost their ego, confirm their theories, and what have you. These leeches are still around.
Christie's stories don't suffer from being updated to the 80s. The issues she raises here were just as live in the 80s as the 50s, and now. She gets in some sharp observation of the type of person who pretends to everyone (and themselves) they are only interested in helping young criminals, while using them to boost their ego, confirm their theories, and what have you. These leeches are still around.
