It was great and all but I got real confused when Steven Graham got insulted by Al Pacino saying “you people” and had to remember which races both of them were playing. Also, I have got Galway Girl stuck in my head. (I know the lyric is Englishman but in my version it’s Irishman.)
Kenneth Branaugh’s take on the Agatha Christie classic is a bit heavy-handed but Murder on the Orient Express is a classic for a reason! Hercule Poirot, with his exactitude and concern for keeping the balance of the universe, is forced to solve a mystery in the opulent confines of the Orient Express train, which is conveniently stranded by a bit of snow. Who killed Johnny Depp? Was it the governess? The doctor? The princess? The butler? So many characters! So many good faces! (Dafoe! Dench!) Michelle Pfeiffer steals scenes even against that Kaiser Wilhelm ‘stache sprawled across Branaugh’s face.