In the content of more than ten seasons, the only two episodes that made me cry are this one and "The Curtain". "The Curtain" is easy to understand - the hero is late, the last case, the life is on the line. And this one made me understand that our great detective is no longer a god sitting on the altar, he is actually a human being. People will have doubts, thinking, hesitation and struggle.
This version of the adaptation is really quite big, especially the closing statement and the following plots have added a lot of new things, which are obviously some ideas of the director and screenwriter. The original novel is of course very simple, it is a process of solving a case, and Poirot is like a bystander from beginning to end. But I think that's the charm of this adaptation, it turns Poirot from a paper man into a living, three-dimensional person. The dramatic conflict culminates in Poirot taking a knife and escorting himself out of the dining car after his angrily remarks. Sure enough, some of the thirteen "murderers" couldn't sit still, "it's not as good as one hundred", and wanted to kill Poirot who knew the truth. One moment he pretends to be the embodiment of justice, the next moment he wants to kill innocent people in order to cover up a crime. "In this way, what is the difference between us and the murderer?" The so-called thought of heaven and hell, it is difficult to eliminate the evil thoughts together, and it becomes easier to kill after the first murder.
In the end, Poirot did not report the thirteen people, but completed the case according to the pre-arranged process. Then he turned around and left in tears in the heavy snow, and at that moment the belief that had been holding on for many years in his heart completely collapsed. It's really the finishing touch here. I even thought that maybe my grandma didn't think about it when she wrote this story, or maybe she thought about it but didn't express it very much.
After all, a lot of work was done in the early stages of the filming of this series. Mr. David once mentioned in the talk show that when he first got the role, the documents and books were piled high on the table. He said what could he do? Just start with a pen and a few pieces of paper. Watch as you go, record as you go, and dig deeper. It's been like this for 26 years. So much so that the director later sighed: "We are very grateful to David's family for having endured living with Poirot for more than 20 years!"?
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