Poirot as avenging angel
O gosh, o dear . . . the most successful Poirot of all films, David Suchet, presents here a bigoted, lecturing, 'my way or the highway,' almost vengeful 'soldier of the Law-is-always-Right' sluth. Yuck. Mr. Suchet deserves better from both director and writers. What's the point of all that religion? Suddenly he's fingering rosary and praying. Is this the Poirot we know and love? And why is the Ob/gyn doc following him around, offering silly explanations of the crime?God is the Law, perhaps. What a waste of the brilliant Eileen Atkins.Love the train, the coach appointments, the snow banks, period costumes.