From England to Egypt, accompanied by his elegant and trustworthy sidekicks, the intelligent yet eccentrically-refined Belgian detective Hercule Poirot pits his wits against a collection of first class deceptions.
While on vacation at a resort hotel in the West Indies, Miss Marple correctly suspects that the apparently natural death of a retired British major is actually the work of a murderer planning yet another killing.
Holmes, his friend Watson (or his brother Mycroft) work to solve the mysteries of three gables, the dying detective, a golden pince-nez, the red circle, a mazarin stone, and a cardboard box. Written by
I absolutely loved and adored Jeremy Brett's Sherlock Holmes, and these later episodes were a welcome addition to the sporadic series that had been running since the early 1980s. Brett was probably the best Holmes ever essayed on screen, bar none. My only caveat: Brett clearly was ailing and had visibly aged by the time this title appeared. It is sometimes painful to watch him play Holmes at this point, especially knowing he died of a heart attack shortly after. It's akin to watching the aging Roger Moore in his last two James Bond outings. "The name is Bond, James Bond, and I'd like the senior citizen discount on my morning cup of coffee." This also features Edward Hardwicke as Dr. Watson. He was the second Watson, as fans of this series will recall, and played the character quite differently than his predecessor, David something-or-other. I was never fond of Hardwicke's Watson. Nevertheless, this remains the grandest Sherlock Holmes impersonation, Peter Cushing's lively interpretation of the part in 1959's "Hound" notwithstanding.
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