Review: Knives Out an enormous ingenious giggle
If you're an Agatha Christie fan, a fan of whodunnits, or simply just a fan of great movies then head for your local cinema next week. Knives Out is coming.
On first introductions, the Thrombey dynasty seems a plausibly amiable bunch reeling from the very sudden passing of their patriarch Harlan Thrombey (Christopher Plummer).
Trumping all their grief however is Marta (Ana de Armas), Harlan Thrombey's loyal nurse.
Marta knows far more of the family's secrets and lies than they could ever imagine - but is she guarding a secret bigger than all of them?
The one man who may have the skills and intuition to unravel it all is Benoit Blanc (Daniel Craig). The mysterious and very famous investigator turns up on the doorstep, paid by who knows who to find out who did what and why to Harlan Thrombey.
It's here I must resort to wild and sweeping generalisations and perhaps even the odd red herring, so determined am I to avoid even the slightest and most delicate of hints to the narrative. It's imperative you enjoy this film knowing nothing more than the barest of facts and fiction.
The brilliant thing about this gem of a whodunnit is how pleasing the reach of this crowdpleaser is.
This is not your average A.B.C Murder She Wrote on the Orient Express kind of rehash, the audience for this is an all-ages all strokes and folks kind of affair, honouring the classics by simply becoming one itself.
The cast, their script, the wild and wonderful twists and turns of this finely-tuned and expertly executed plot, it's just all such an enormous ingenious unguessable giggle and I simply cannot wait to watch it again.
Five big fat stars.