Murder on the Orient Express Movie Review
Murder on the Orient Express follows Hercule Poirot, one of the greatest detectives in the world, as he investigates a murder that has taken place on a train that contains 13 people, all of them with potential motives for murder.
As probably the only person in the world who has never read Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot book series, I went into this film knowing nothing more than who the stars were. I came out of the theater both impressed and unimpressed. I was impressed by the acting, the cinematography, and the story. I was unimpressed with how Kenneth Branagh portrayed Hercule and I don't even know anything about him. He seemed so vain and high on himself to me and from what I have heard from die-hard fans, Hercule would never speak so arrogantly toward other people. Everybody thinks to themselves at some point in their lives that they are better than others but in the film Hercule flat-out told everyone on the train he was the best detective in the world. This was a problem because it made Hercule unlikable for me.
I loved that the story kept you guessing and you never really trusted anyone throughout the film. No one was really likable but in this film's case, that was the whole point. Then again, it also lost the shock factor of "what?? I liked that person and they're the killer??" It didn't hurt the film, but it would have been nice to have an emotional connection in there.
In conclusion, I think the film tried to do what most remakes do and that's one-up previous versions, meaning that there were things changed unnecessarily and elements added that were not needed. The book is almost always better and I certainly intend on reading this one as soon as possible. I give the film a 2.5 out of 4.
© 2017 Alec Zander