Sunday 31 December 2017

Crooked House (2017)


Agatha Christie adaptation about a bunch of unbearable posh arseholes squabbling over the division of a sizable will and furtively killing each other.
I don't like the British fetish for making expensive period films about rich people living in massive houses all despising and plotting against each other, all that boating lake, cricket green, straw hat, Rolls Royce dogshit can fuck off up Julian Fellowes arse.
However, Glen Close was excellent in this, made it worth watching and it went off in a slightly different direction to what I was expecting.




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