Showing posts with label detective stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label detective stories. Show all posts

Monday, 27 June 2011

JUST ONE MORE THING...

Having just been writing about one of my favourite film detectives, Miss Marple, I was saddened to note the passing, a few days back, of the wonderful Peter Falk who spent 35 years interrogating and exposing criminals who – until the last few minutes of each episode of Columbo – assumed that they had got away with murder scott-free.

The series (which began with a TV movie in 1968 and ran to 69 episodes) made a star and a household name of Falk and bred a generation of us young TV-viewers who could lovingly emulate that dusky, hesitant voice, the half-closed, wonky eye, the studied gestures: the hand running through the tousled hair, scratching the furrowed brow, thoughtfully tapping the temples, plunging deep into the pocket of the scruffy raincoat, making sweeping gestures as if sieving the room for clues and stabbing the innocent air with an accusative stub of a half-smoked cigar...

And, of course, the oft-used piece of business: the half-exit, followed by the pause, the turn, the walk back into the room of the guilty party (oh, so, nearly off the hook) and the apparently off-hand request beginning, "Just one more thing..."

The format of Columbo was the reverse of the classic 'Whodunit' because, in virtually every episode, we knew – within the opening moments – who had! The game was always how the murderer would be trapped by the seemingly ineffectual Lieutenant Columbo: it was, as someone once dubbed the show, a 'Howcatchem!'

And here's how he managed to incriminate Theodore Bikel in 1977 in The Bye-Bye Sky High IQ Murder Case...



And, three years earlier in 1974, Columbo nails his own boss, Commissioner of Police, Mark Halperin (Richard Kiley) in A Friend in Deed...



You can read a fine obituary by Time's film critic, Richard Corliss, here.

PETER MICHAEL FALK
16 September 1927 – 23 June 2011


Caricature of Peter Falk by Brooks

Saturday, 25 June 2011

MARGARET THE MAGNIFICENT

The other night, with our friend Sophie, we watched (not for the first – or, I imagine, the last – time) the glorious Margaret Rutherford (portrayed, left, by the excellent Bob Doucette) as Agatha Christie's spinster detective, Miss Marple, in the 1963 film Murder at the Gallop.

There is, as the song says, 'nothing like a dame' and there never has been – and never will be – another dame like Dame Margaret!

True, Rutherford isn't at all like the Jane Marple described by Christie who, it is said, was never keen the portrayal (despite dedicating The Mirror Crack'd from Side to Side to the actress "with admiration"), but, like her performances in the other three Marple films (Murder She Said, Murder Most Foul and Murder Ahoy) Murder at the Gallop is a tour de force romp.

Murder at the Gallop TV  Shot

Rutherford's exquisitely expressive face (topped off with a series of hats like squashed church fete cakes) is a ceaselessly animated pageant of wobbling jowls, pursed lips and narrowing (or widening) eyes!

Margaret Rutherford TV Shot

Then there is the body: a substantial tube of tweed, often with the addition of a cape (she insisted on wearing her own clothes for the role), from which are suspended two thin little legs in sensible, sturdy shoes on which she whizzes around with the determined speed of a nursery wind-up toy.

Murder at the Gallop (filmed in glorious black and white, but celebrated on this post with colour photo-art by Walker Dukes) is by far the best of the four films, if for no other reason than because it includes a scene in which Miss Marple and her loyal lieutenant, Mr Stringer (played by Rutherford's devoted husband, Stringer Davis), dance the Twist!

Pure bliss!

Margaret Rutherford Does the Twist TV Shot

The Marples film series also featured superb soundtrack compositions by Ron Goodwin including the instantly-memorable main theme featuring a harpsichord (representing Miss Marple's olde-worlde characteristics) artfully integrated into a score that sounds (or did for 'sixties cinema-goers) lively, adventurous and contemporary.

Here's a reminder of Mr Goodwin's classic composition which should be more than enough to send you off humming it for the rest of the day and searching out the DVD box-set. If you need assistance, just click here!