The new Branagh film turned out to be, for the most part, delightful. How was I to know I’d gotten my signals crossed? For the other, I put my head in my hands and said, “Why? Why? Why?” As you can imagine, my reactions ran pretty much thusly: for one upcoming film, I stood up and did bell kicks. The announcement came close on the heels of another revelation that Kenneth Branagh would be remaking Murder on the Orient Express. I wrote about it because last year it was announced that finally – finally! – a movie would be made based on this, one of her darkest titles.
Last week, I wrote about Agatha Christie’s novel Crooked House.
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