“A man who works beyond the surface of things, though he may be wrong himself, yet he clears the way for others, and may chance to make even his errors subservient to the cause of truth.”
A brief and surreal visit to Murder Mystery-land this evening, as the famousest Belgian detective in the land heads to Chinatown to investigate the murder of a Chinese businessman with a map to a legendary silver mine. He also plays Monopoly.
Poirot is such a cliche, it occurs to me, and no more so than in The Lost Mine. My personal favourite line was “Suddenly the whole thing has become perfectly clear”, mainly because it amused me that anyone could seriously write that into an episode of a nominally non-humorous television show. Similar moments include a Chinese man with an improbably long mustache (not stereotyping at all, honestly), the finding of an actual notebook under an actual hotel-room bed, and the replacement of a passport with the rules for Monopoly. I’d forgotten how fantastically unlikely Poirot can be, and at just 1 hour 5 minutes, the mystery itself isn’t particularly involved or interesting. A weak episode, this one, probably best avoided.