Revisiting Rewatchables, week 25: “Death on the Nile”
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Summertime is upon us. Time to think about where we want to spend “les vacances”, as Hercule Poirot would say, or at least a pleasant summer evening. How about embarking on a leisurely cruise on the Nile with a dozen or so colourful characters who for various reasons harbour murderous thoughts? What a joy to watch them look daggers at each other and exchange barbed comments while the splendours of Egypt pass by. And what exciting company we will have: Linnet Ridgeway, young, beautiful, spoiled and very rich; Jacqueline De Bellefort, mad with jealousy, in pursuit of Linnet who has stolen Jacqueline’s fiancé; Salome Otterbourne, constantly inebriated either by alcohol or erotic fantasies (“My world is the world of grand love and passionate romance, not grubby murders”); Mrs. Van Schuyler who lives for jewels and loves to chide her maid/companion Bowers (“Temper, temper, Bowers!”), and others. Everyone has reason to hate Linnet Ridgeway or to want her out of the way. And in the middle of these assorted passengers there is Hercule Poirot, or Hercules Porridge, as Mrs. Otterbourne calls him.
Revisiting Rewatchables, week 25: “Death on the Nile”
Revisiting Rewatchables, week 25: “Death on…
Revisiting Rewatchables, week 25: “Death on the Nile”
Summertime is upon us. Time to think about where we want to spend “les vacances”, as Hercule Poirot would say, or at least a pleasant summer evening. How about embarking on a leisurely cruise on the Nile with a dozen or so colourful characters who for various reasons harbour murderous thoughts? What a joy to watch them look daggers at each other and exchange barbed comments while the splendours of Egypt pass by. And what exciting company we will have: Linnet Ridgeway, young, beautiful, spoiled and very rich; Jacqueline De Bellefort, mad with jealousy, in pursuit of Linnet who has stolen Jacqueline’s fiancé; Salome Otterbourne, constantly inebriated either by alcohol or erotic fantasies (“My world is the world of grand love and passionate romance, not grubby murders”); Mrs. Van Schuyler who lives for jewels and loves to chide her maid/companion Bowers (“Temper, temper, Bowers!”), and others. Everyone has reason to hate Linnet Ridgeway or to want her out of the way. And in the middle of these assorted passengers there is Hercule Poirot, or Hercules Porridge, as Mrs. Otterbourne calls him.