This disastrous adaptation of the excellent Christie novel Cards on the Table might be used as an object lesson on how not to adapt a novel to the small screen.
I am not a purist when it comes to television adaptations. I understand that because television is an entirely different medium than literature, what works on the written page may not necessarily work on the screen. The producers of the Poirot television series have shown on plenty of occasions that they can update Christie's work successfully for the screen. "Five Little Pigs" was just about perfect; my personal favorite Christie, "Sad Cypress," was also excellent, without being slavishly faithful to the original material (i.e., making the wise decision to get Poirot into the story far earlier). The series has even, at times, improved upon Christie's weaker entries, as with "Cat Among the Pigeons." But when they screw up, they do so badly, and it's unfortunate that they've done so with one of Christie's best books. This is an adaptation that just can't leave well enough alone, one that makes too many unnecessary changes to the plot that do nothing to enhance the original material. The script swaps the personalities of two characters; introduces an unnecessary mother-daughter relationship; and changes Mr. Shaitana's reason for holding the fatal party. My biggest complaint has to do with the decision to make Colonel Hughes a suspect, which causes attention to wander away from the four bridge players. A big reason why this particular novel is one of Christie's most taut and exciting is that these players are the only four suspects. Attention in the adaptation should likewise have been kept exclusively on those four characters. Above all, the adaptation studiously ignores much of Poirot's psychological analysis of the bridge game and the scores to unravel the mystery. I suppose that was done to make the episode more comprehensible to viewers who don't play bridge, but with some careful work they could have retained much of Poirot's explanations without alienating the non-bridge-playing audience.
Casting-wise, the episode is a mixed bag. The producers made a major coup signing up Zoë Wanamaker for the recurring role of Mrs. Ariadne Oliver, a larger-than-life mystery novel writer whom Christie often used as her surrogate in her novels. Wanamaker is perfect for the role, capturing Mrs. Oliver's eccentricities without turning her into a grotesque or a caricature. She would go on to feature in a number of other episodes. Lesley Manville does a good job with the role of Mrs. Lorrimer, but Alexander Siddig, in the key role of Mr. Shaitana, seems to be sleepwalking through the entire episode in a completely phoned-in performance.
Overall, a disappointing watch.
I am not a purist when it comes to television adaptations. I understand that because television is an entirely different medium than literature, what works on the written page may not necessarily work on the screen. The producers of the Poirot television series have shown on plenty of occasions that they can update Christie's work successfully for the screen. "Five Little Pigs" was just about perfect; my personal favorite Christie, "Sad Cypress," was also excellent, without being slavishly faithful to the original material (i.e., making the wise decision to get Poirot into the story far earlier). The series has even, at times, improved upon Christie's weaker entries, as with "Cat Among the Pigeons." But when they screw up, they do so badly, and it's unfortunate that they've done so with one of Christie's best books. This is an adaptation that just can't leave well enough alone, one that makes too many unnecessary changes to the plot that do nothing to enhance the original material. The script swaps the personalities of two characters; introduces an unnecessary mother-daughter relationship; and changes Mr. Shaitana's reason for holding the fatal party. My biggest complaint has to do with the decision to make Colonel Hughes a suspect, which causes attention to wander away from the four bridge players. A big reason why this particular novel is one of Christie's most taut and exciting is that these players are the only four suspects. Attention in the adaptation should likewise have been kept exclusively on those four characters. Above all, the adaptation studiously ignores much of Poirot's psychological analysis of the bridge game and the scores to unravel the mystery. I suppose that was done to make the episode more comprehensible to viewers who don't play bridge, but with some careful work they could have retained much of Poirot's explanations without alienating the non-bridge-playing audience.
Casting-wise, the episode is a mixed bag. The producers made a major coup signing up Zoë Wanamaker for the recurring role of Mrs. Ariadne Oliver, a larger-than-life mystery novel writer whom Christie often used as her surrogate in her novels. Wanamaker is perfect for the role, capturing Mrs. Oliver's eccentricities without turning her into a grotesque or a caricature. She would go on to feature in a number of other episodes. Lesley Manville does a good job with the role of Mrs. Lorrimer, but Alexander Siddig, in the key role of Mr. Shaitana, seems to be sleepwalking through the entire episode in a completely phoned-in performance.
Overall, a disappointing watch.
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