A Haunting in Venice is cracking good fun.

Branagh remains a sublime Poirot, and his direction of the material is frequently marvelous.

Even if some of the plot points feel a little underdeveloped, and even though a few of the characters never spring to life the same way here as they do in the novel, the director still does Christie proud, his version of Murder on the Orient Express a gorgeously widescreen old school mystery I’d happily watch again right this second.