Higgins mock 'English' accent grates more than usually, and thankfully nobody with an American accent has been or (hopefully) ever will be, referred to as 'Your Highness'. And Barry Van Dyke's whining about his World Series ring is typical of the obsession with 'sports' - the opiate of the masses. Overall and as attempt at a mock Agatha Christie lock-in mystery this serving falls rather short. James Doohan, despite few lines, is still head and shoulders above the rest. It is also noticeable that Tom Selleck seems to deliver all his lines in a near falsetto which is rather embarrassing coming from such a big man.
Review of The Big Blow
