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.
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.
Jesse L. Martin,
Poirot is enlisted by Japp to help solve a mystery that took place on Bonfire Night in a mews flat. A Mrs. Allen was found shot, apparently a suicide, but she was holding the gun that killed her in the wrong hand, and foul play is suspected. Furthermore, the ash-tray in the room contained the stubs of Turkish cigarettes smoked by one Major Eustace, a disreputable acquaintance.The victim was engaged to be married and seemingly had no cause to take her own life. Did she? Or was it murder in the mews? Written by
The female victim is seen with her eyes closed in most scenes but also at least once with her eyes open (during a flashback, as her roommate discovers the body). See more »
Hastings, my friend, tell me: to blow up the English Parliament, was it a sin or a noble deed?
Oh, it's no good asking me, old son. I was never much of a one for politics. Where's Mrs Japp tonight, then?
Chief Inspector Japp:
She can't abide fireworks.
Ah, the noise disturbs the delicate sensibilities of many ladies.
Chief Inspector Japp:
Maybe, maybe. I think it's more that she doesn't like to see people enjoying themselves.
See more »
This is a solid, well-made episode as usual. It is the second episode of the overall series, so everything is still settling. However there is so much to like, including a typically compelling story with one of the most different and clever final solutions Agatha Christie ever wrote. Murder in the Mews is also elegantly made with splendid period details and an evocative atmosphere. The music is as hauntingly beautiful as ever, and the writing is intelligent and entertaining. Solid pacing and direction also help, as does the great acting. Everybody seems to be settling in quite nicely, with David Suchet still managing to embody Poirot and Hugh Fraser, Phillip Jackson and Pauline Moran just as good. Juliette Mole and James Faulkner give good support. Overall, not one of my favourites, with the sense that things are still settling, but as solid as you would expect, elevated by the acting, production values and final solution. 8/10 Bethany Cox
4 of 4 people found this review helpful.
Was this review helpful to you?