Murder Most Foul (1964, first watch)
So I just cannot get enough of Margaret Rutherford as Agatha Christie's Miss Marple (though apparently this film was adapted from a Poirot book and not a Marple one). This is the third of her Marple films that I've seen, and I would say that I liked it a bit more than
Murder She Said and a bit less than
Murder Ahoy ("Propel me, Jim!!").
In this film, Marple begins the film on a jury for what seems to be an open and shut murder case. She is the only juror who refuses to convict, and after being told off by the police she decides to do a little investigating of her own. This soon leads her to a theater troupe filled with over-the-top personalities. Assisted (willingly) by her trusty partner Jim and (reluctantly) by Inspector Craddock, Marple tries to find the killer as bodies start to fall.
Rutherford's Marple is such a delight to me. She is smart and open-minded and also completely stubborn. I love that she is always ready and willing to sit down with a "small beer". She is also physically fearless, ready to use herself as bait and to go toe-to-toe with a murderer. I'm also head-over-heels for the loving, special relationship between Marple and Jim. Jim is played by Rutherford's real-life husband, and their chemistry is genuine and delightful. Simply put they are adorable, such as in a scene where they meet in the park and Jim is cold because he is wearing ridiculous exercise shorts, and Marple whisks off her cape and tucks it around both of them. His reliable support and total faith in her makes him a great foil to her blustery character.
I also have to mention a character whose name I didn't catch (EDIT: Her name is Eva). She's a member of the theater troupe who has psychic visions. I loved her look and the weird physicality she brought to the role. There's a moment where she drops a wine glass and it was one of the funniest things in the whole film.
This film goes very, very meta at times, and I was mostly pretty charmed by it. While rifling through the possessions of a victim Marple finds a playbill for a stage production of
Murder She Said. Once in the troupe, the unknowing director has the idea of casting Marple as an old lady detective. There's an allusion to Christie's play
The Mousetrap, and so on.
I only have one of these Marple films left (
Murder at the Gallop) and I am both looking forward to it and sad that there are only four of them.