This is pretty bad. I started if about 5 times falling asleep each time before I could reach the end. It's just assembled as if your interest is taken for granted. It doesn't build at all. The music is quite stupid (British marches/fanfares)
There's nothing wrong with English Manor murder mysteries. But there is something very wrong with Miss Marple. Marple is the worst detective ever devised. She can't walk much, she doesn't drive. So clues and witnesses generally need to arrive at her doorstep. And all her scenes involve sitting or standing still. She has no special sleuthing technique, or personal characteristics that loan themselves to solving crimes. The premise becomes "murders are so uninteresting that a doddering old lady can solve them in her spare time." The character just gets more and more unlikely. They devise a police inspector a thick-headed and 2-dimensional detective (Slack - !) in the hopes that Marple standing next to him will look brigth or exceptional.
Hickson is a particularly bad choice for the role. She injects no energy or technique into this moribund role.
There's nothing wrong with English Manor murder mysteries. But there is something very wrong with Miss Marple. Marple is the worst detective ever devised. She can't walk much, she doesn't drive. So clues and witnesses generally need to arrive at her doorstep. And all her scenes involve sitting or standing still. She has no special sleuthing technique, or personal characteristics that loan themselves to solving crimes. The premise becomes "murders are so uninteresting that a doddering old lady can solve them in her spare time." The character just gets more and more unlikely. They devise a police inspector a thick-headed and 2-dimensional detective (Slack - !) in the hopes that Marple standing next to him will look brigth or exceptional.
Hickson is a particularly bad choice for the role. She injects no energy or technique into this moribund role.