Originally thought that the remake of Chinese famous novels had "menopause", but the shocking behavior continued, but I didn't expect foreigners to do the same. It's not the first time Murder on the Orient Express has been remade, but this time David Suchet's subversive performance interprets a new Poirot for us, and of course overthrows all of his Poirots.
At the beginning of the whole play, the screenwriter constantly exaggerates the color of tragic: Poirot judges the case impartially and finds the murderer, but thankfully is considered to be overkill; the woman who was stoned to death because of adultery. Polo's explanation is: Justice is often upsetting to witness. This doesn't seem to be the short, nosy Belgian detective.
The ending is: in the cold carriage, after fighting with the group, Poirot was moved by a cup of warm tea, and finally reluctantly gave in with tears in his eyes. I was really nervous, the damn screenwriter wouldn't tamper with the ending. The originally lovely Polo turned into a worried old man. Polo-style humor is not seen throughout.
There are certain things that God will never forgive, like when you violate his law. The Goddess of Justice is blindfolded, but she will see. God and the goddess have figured it out, why can't Polo figure it out?
Of course, the veteran actors in the remake of the UK are also all out, and their performances are also striving to make breakthroughs, which is understandable. However, the golden lineup of the 74th edition is ahead, and it always leaves people speechless if they want to remake it. In particular, in the 74th edition, Countess Wasserstein wore a scarlet dressing gown as she walked gracefully through the narrow corridor of the train, which left a deep impact on me, and this edition is also completely subverted.
Alright, alright, if someone gives me a cup of hot tea on a cold day, I'll compromise, Polo is a human too, I don't blame you. I will give 2 stars.
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