This should be salacious! We should revel in the seething jealousy and simmering resentments! But there’s not much suspense or engagement in waiting for someone to die, nor in finding out whodunnit.
An entirely entertaining murder-mystery jape; dryly funny, deliciously retro yet decidedly modern. Whenever you think you’ve got it figured out, it trips you up again… and you love it for doing so.
A black comedy about domestic violence, parental abuse, and low self-esteem (and it works!), one that challenges our appreciation of how true based-on-fact might be.
Doubly dated, lacking in humor and subtext, its impressive cast deliberately underutilized, this is little more than an exercise in gorgeous production design.
This memorial to Agatha Christie has suddenly sprung up near Leicester Square tube station.
From Shakespeare to Agatha Christie…
The BBC’s official site for Doctor Who is chock full of cute games, such as Amy’s History Hunt, wherein you play Amy and try to unlock the Doctor’s safe (for some reason that’s not offered) and retrieve the Doctor’s favorite painting (which he’s locked in there for purposes unknown).
I’ve always got piles of books around me: books to read, books I’ve read and mean to write about at MaryAnnJohanson.com (and never seem to find the time to do so), books I feel like I should read but keep getting shifted to the bottom of the pile. I’ve also sometimes got more than one … more…
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read till you’ve seen the episode! And no comments from party poopers!