🎥 Watched A Haunting in Venice.

This is an (apparently loose) adaptation of Agatha Christie’s book ‘Hallowe’en Party’, directed by Kenneth Branagh no less.

The film opens with famed detective Hercule Poirot trying to get on with a nice quiet retirement, spending more time thinking about what type of eggs to eat than murder.

Of course this doesn’t last long. His friend, author Ariadne Oliver, persuades him to come to a creepy old house for a séance. She wants his to try and debunk a medium which she has come to believe is legitimately communicating with the dead. Poirot is a massive sceptic about these things, but is eventually persuaded to give it a go.

The event takes place at a house where a young girl, daughter of one of those present, committed suicide. Or was perhaps murdered. One thing naturally leads to another and it turns out that she is not the only violent death the house will be unlucky enough to witness. But…whodunnit?