Killer comeback: the big-star Hollywood whodunnit is back again
Surprise is not much of a factor in Death on the Nile, Kenneth Branagh’s second gaudy, glossy all-star adaptation of an Agatha Christie chestnut. As with its predecessor, 2017’s marginally worse Murder on the Orient Express, this old-school mystery pulls from a source text so well-known that its twists have practically become embedded genre tropes; even if you don’t know the oft-told story, you can guess your way through it on cliches and character types alone. Decked out with chintzy CGI, stiff performances and enough processed cheese to fill the Nile, it’s not exactly a good film —...