Last and least of the lux Hercules Poiret murder mysteries produced by John Brabourne and Richard Goodwin, three films that rebooted the entire Agatha Christie line from B-pic fodder to Class A status, a position it maintains to this day.* But if much talent returns from the first two pics (actors, designers, writers), the drop in quality from four star MURDER ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS/’74 to three star DEATH ON THE NILE/’78 only accelerates, and largely without the compensating factors of the second film. (Grosses declined accordingly too, 50% drops from ORIENT to NILE to EVIL.) Fortunately, one compensating factor that does remain is Peter Ustinov’s supremely comfortable Poiret, ratiocinating his way thru a tropical resort murder case, solving not one, but three apparently separate crimes in traditional third act denouement style. All exceptionally well-handled in Guy Hamilton’s pin-pointing direction and Ustinov’s tour-de-force clarifying dramatic recitation. If only the rest of the film were half as entertaining. Perhaps if Anthony Shaffer’s screenplay kept closer to the book. A glance at our paperback cover promises voodoo and blackmail, who knows what else went missing. Instead, campy posh clothes, anyone-for-tennis manners and a Cole Porter derived score that distracts with tuneful familiarity, but doesn’t pay off dramatically. Neither did the film, moving Ustinov’s Poiret to tv for four films with lesser stars & smaller budgets.
DOUBLE-BILL/LINK: As mentioned, the first two in the trio: ORIENT and NILE. https://maksquibs.blogspot.com/2018/09/murder-on-orient-express-1974.html https://maksquibs.blogspot.com/2017/05/death-on-nile.html
SCREWY THOUGHT OF THE DAY: *One more Kenneth Branagh Poiret could send it all plummeting back down.
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