Format: Turner Classic Movies on rockin’ flatscreen.
This is the fifth in a series of twelve films suggested by Chip Lary at Tips from Chip.
The vast majority of my pleasure reading is non-fiction. I tend to read a lot of science and similar topics—cosmology, evolutionary biology, sociology, and the like. So it’s rare that I come across a movie where I’ve actually read the source material. In the case of And Then There Were None, I actually have read the source material. A couple of years ago I went on a mystery novel kick and read a bunch of Agatha Christie for a month or two. While most of that was Hercule Poirot stories, I did read the novel that this film is based on. It’s widely considered Christie’s masterpiece, and I’m not confident that I could disagree with that assessment.
In fact, this is such a classic story that it’s been spoofed quite a bit. Murder by Death is straight out of this movie’s playbook, and there’s a great deal of this in Clue as well. There’s even a connection to a film like House on Haunted Hill. But that’s all beside the point. The premise is one you’ll be familiar with even if you aren’t familiar with this particular story. A group of eight people and a couple of servants are invited to an island where they are to spend the weekend at the behest of their host, a Mr. Owen.
It soon becomes evident that none of these people actually know each other. And then, immediately after dinner, their host “appears” as a recording that is played for the guests and the two servants. In a nutshell, Mr. Owen accuses everyone in the room of being a murderer and someone who has gotten away with that crime. What follows is the rest of the weekend, which involves the people being slowly picked off one at a time, slowly and surely, and with most of those deaths coming in a manner similar to the “10 Little Indians” nursery rhyme.
This is a film from 1945, which means that we’re not going to see a great deal of gore here, despite one of the deaths being caused by an axe. No, we’ll get implications of gore and nastiness, but nothing that we’re actually going to see. That’s okay. I’d have been incredibly surprised if there had been any real blood.
There are, naturally 10 actors in the film. Actually, there are 11 because there’s also the guy who takes everyone out in his boat. Several of the characters are bumped off so quickly that they’re barely worth a mention. The people we spend the most time with are Judge Francis J. Quinncannon (Barry Fitzgerald), accused of sending an innocent man to the death chamber; Dr. Edward Armstrong (Walter Huston), who killed a patient while operating on her drunk; William Blore (Roland Young), a detective who perjured himself, resulting in a man’s death; Vera Claythorne (June Duprez), accused of killing her sister’s fiancé; and Philip Lombard (Louis Hayward), who apparently killed nearly two dozen East Africans.
One of the conceits of the movie is that the dining room table has a centerpiece of 10 little ceramic Native Americans, one of which is broken each time someone dies. While the people in the house aren’t always sure of the number of people currently alive, we as the audience are, because we frequently get a shot of the table with another figurine missing, broken off at the ankles.
I’m of two minds on this film. On the one hand, it really is a solid mystery film. It’s a very smart mystery, too. The characters, for the most part, aren’t dumb. These are people who find themselves in a life-or-death situation and act intelligently and with a purpose instead of simply panicking and falling into horror/slasher movie clichés. In particular, the judge and the doctor seem to know what they’re doing and work in a manner that gives us frequent indications that it will pinpoint the killer, who is presumed to be one of the guests. Fans of films that touch on the noir genre or fans of mystery films in any respect will find a lot here to love.
The problem is that I’ve read the source material and Christie’s original ending is so much better than the ending that we’re given here. So how did that happen? Blame it on the Hays Code which stated that a criminal couldn’t get away with a crime—crime could never be shown as paying or being right in any way. And Then There Were None skirts this line pretty closely, but still doesn’t go as far as Christie’s original story and that’s kind of a shame. The ending here is an ending that fits with the time, and this is a case where that’s a real detraction from the story as a whole.
So it works really well up to the last couple of minutes, but it punks out at the end. It’s not the film’s fault, but it’s still the truth. I liked this pretty well and I think it’s worth seeing, but it would probably rate a full star higher for me if it had gone with Christie’s original ballsy ending.
Five for five, Chip, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say this one disappointed me at the end.
Why to watch And Then There Were None: It really is a great mystery story.
Why not to watch: The ending of the book is so much better.
I understand where you're coming from in regards to being disappointed when a movie changes the ending of a story you know. One of the reasons I've never read the novel Contact by Carl Sagan is that I loved the film and I've heard the movie is different from the film in some key ways.ReplyDelete
For this movie I had the, I guess, "advantage" in that I had never read the novel it was based on. It truly kept me guessing right to the end. I was speculating on everything, even the boatman, or that there HAD to be someone else hidden on the island no matter how much they had looked. I really enjoyed it and the ending wasn't a disappointment because I had no expectations for it.
I'll sum up the difference for you this way, assuming you've still never read it. In the movie, there are a couple of people who don't actually belong on the island for its intended purpose. In the book, everyone belongs there, and the plan for what should happen to them actually works.Delete
It may be morbid but I was kind of looking forward to seeing that play out, so when it didn't, it was difficult not to be a little sad.
I still thought this was good, but that change in the end really prevents it from being the masterpiece of Christie's novel.
First, my last line of the first paragraph I wrote above should have read "I've heard the BOOK is different from the film in some key ways."Delete
In regards to changing endings, I'm sure you are right as to why this movie did it - it was due to the Production Code at the time. Much more recently, it seems like filmmakers feel they have to change endings of some books because they are so well known. They did it with The Firm in the 90s and the English language remake of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo a couple years ago. In both cases I didn't like the changes because they made no sense. That sounds like your reaction to this movie, that the new ending just didn't fit well with the rest of the story.
That's pretty much exactly it. For those who haven't seen this or read the book, I'm putting the rest of this under a spoiler alert.Delete
Christie's goal with the book was to create a story where all of the characters ended up dead, something that would create a virtually unsolvable mystery for the police and where true justice is meted out over and over. In the book, there are no characters who aren't guilty of the crimes of which they are accused, and so all end up with the fate that the mastermind envisions for them. That change in two characters who are falsely accused feels like a cop out, like a way to cobble a happy ending (or something like) out of the narrative, and it's no mistake that those two characters are the two youngest and most physically attractive people at the party. With Christie's ending, everything ties up so beautifully.
Is the mastermind still one of the 10, and he/she commits suicide, or is it another person who is behind it all?
It is, in fact, the same mastermind. Basically, assume the exact same plot, just with it working as planned.
LOVE this story and I thought this was a solid adaptation, though I don't know if any studio will ever have the cajones to run with the novel's ending. I personally prefer the 1974 version with Oliver Reed (been trying to make Nick watch it, but it's nowhere to be found).ReplyDelete
You'll be tickled pink to learn that there's a 1989 version starring Frank Stallone. - Nolahn
Frank Stallone: your assurance of quality in Agatha Christie adaptations.Delete