With his rumpled raincoat, ever-present cigar, bumbling demeanour and Sherlock Holmesian powers of deduction, disarmingly polite homicide detective Lieutenant Columbo took on some of the most cunning murderers in Los Angeles, most of whom made one fatal, irrevocable mistake: underestimating his investigative genius.
An infamous 'psychic' abandons his public persona, outing himself as a fake, to focus on his work as a consultant for the California Bureau of Investigation in order to find "Red John," the madman who killed his wife and daughter.
The show follows a crime, usually adapted from current headlines, from two separate vantage points. The first half of the show concentrates on the investigation of the crime by the police, the second half follows the prosecution of the crime in court.
S. Epatha Merkerson,
Jesse L. Martin
Dr. Cal Lightman teaches a course in body language and makes an honest fortune exploiting it. He's employed by various public authorities in various investigations, doing more when the ... See full summary »
Hercule Poirot finds himself investigating the murder of his dinner host, Mr. Shaitana, who was stabbed in the heart while his guests played bridge. There are eight guests and Poirot finds himself in the company of three other investigators. The foursome interview each of the other guests in turn but make little headway until Poirot manages to reconstruct the various bridge hands played at the suspects' table. In doing so, he is able to identify one particular action that leads him to identify the killer. Written by
During the party, Shaitana talks to a waiter and pushes him towards Poirot and Mrs. Oliver. When Shaitana pushes him, there is one cocktail glass on the tray carried by the waiter. When he approaches Poirot and Mrs. Oliver, there are two. See more »
Good to see you, Shaitana. I'm not late, am I? An elderly patient called me out. She thought she had a tumor; I thought she was depressed.
And what did you prescribe?
Champagne and oysters at Wilton's. She'll be right as rain by tomorrow.
Remind me never to go to him if I'm poorly.
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I'm perhaps something of a barbarian, but I enjoyed many Poirot TV-adaptations without having read the original stories. Same here: I loved the attention to detail, the beautiful acting and the turns and twists in the plot. If I had read Agatha Christie's book I might very well have reacted like the other viewers. But without this knowledge: Suchet is as great as ever, and for the rest: nothing but class. Let's be thankful TV still offers quality like this. And besides: how nice to see 'Sam' from Foyle's War in a less heroic role here... Perhaps Christie-readers should be less fundamental in judging adaptations? (I'm sure about their answer).
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