My wife and I both love movies from the 70's, British films, Agatha Christie and are always more than willing to appreciate camp. However, this film was terrible. It reminded me of a movie length Night Gallery episode and I don't mean one of the better ones.
I knew we were in trouble when they set the tone by simply showing the ocean breaking on the rocky shoreline for the entire opening credits. It was very slow and never drew me into the characters. Multiple times my wife said, "This does not seem like a Christie film." By the time the "twist" finally arrived, I was much more interested in being done with the film than I was who committed the murder and how.
I read where some tried to compare this film with Hitchcock, but this film wouldn't even match up to Hammer.
The real murder was the killing of almost two hours of my time.
I knew we were in trouble when they set the tone by simply showing the ocean breaking on the rocky shoreline for the entire opening credits. It was very slow and never drew me into the characters. Multiple times my wife said, "This does not seem like a Christie film." By the time the "twist" finally arrived, I was much more interested in being done with the film than I was who committed the murder and how.
I read where some tried to compare this film with Hitchcock, but this film wouldn't even match up to Hammer.
The real murder was the killing of almost two hours of my time.