The Man in the Brown Suit

Knowing perfectly this is not and extraordinary movie, I have liked it anyway.

I find it especially light even sweet...I have been loving the book very much which is far better than the movie but I think every woman will like the romantic female (zimbalist) leading the film, though seeing the movie imagination has to work a little bit further.

This could have been a lot better. Stephanie Zimbalist and Simon Dutton are good as the leads with romantic sparks. The rest of the cast is good, but the script does not give them much chance to show their talents.

The main problem is with the pacing. The set-up to the story is interesting, but the action really drags at times, especially near the end. On the plus side, this is a basically enjoyable little movie, and a reminder of the now-vanished art form of the network TV-movie! I think it would have been more fun, had the producers chosen to set it in the 1920's or 1930's, prime Agatha Christie periods; but perhaps budget issues made them make it contemporary.

Bottom line: a modest, fairly enjoyable light mystery with some humor, and two leads with charm. Not a standout mystery film, but not bad.

The advantage of seeing this film in 2005 is that although it isn't the the 1930s period piece it should be, it's so screamingly outdated 1980s through-and-through that you still enjoy quite a "vintage" feel.

Various plot details have been adjusted, but it's still fairly true to the text. The back-story is properly there, nicely simplified. Zimbalist (Anne Beddingfeld) isn't quite gamine enough for Beddingfeld, she looks rather motherly against Dutton (The Man in the Brown Suit) in several scenes, but all in all gives a solid performance. Dutton is good eye-candy and is properly brooding, like his book version, but his voice is disappointingly light and he's not the most credible action hero. You can't really imagine him doing it tough in the Brazilian jungle, at any rate. Pedants will note that he is also not "markedly brachycephalic".

McClanahan (Suzy Blair) is basically replaying "Blanche" from the Golden Girls here, and as such is outstanding, possibly the most enjoyable thing in the film. Ken Howard (Gordon Race) isn't quite what one imagines from the book, and his romantic intentions have also been realigned, but in a way that makes for a more satisfying ending.

No surprise they change the ending vis-a-vis The Man's inheritance to please an American audience, however. It is arguably more fairy-tale like the way the film has done it.

Getting hold of this film was a nightmare, after having only seen half of it on TV years back. In the end I got it via Sendit.com, but it took nearly a year on their Search list before a copy came in, and then was only available in VHS format. I actually had to go and buy a player just for this film, (which luckily was worth it). It would be brilliant if some company could start printing DVDs-on-demand for minority interest/cult films such as this.

Uneven Agatha Christie adaptation with great locales, a swift adventure pace, and an odd assortment of acting styles from an equally odd assortment of then popular TV stars. Ken Howard ("The White Shadow") does a Humphrey Bogart spoof, Tony Randall ("The Odd Couple") does comedy skit impersonations, Rue McClanahan ("Golden Girls") plays her familiar Blanche character, Edward Woodward ("The Equalizer") is doing light theater, and Stephanie Zimbalist ("Remington Steele") at times looks like Pinocchio with wooden legs trying to balance on her two feet. I can't tell if the film was badly miscast (Tony Randall's role should really been done with an unknown unrecognizable actor), badly scripted, or just bad direction choices. My guess, a little of each. Imagine the director telling each of his actors that they were in a different type of film (spoof, mystery, adventure, drama, comedy, etc...) and you get an idea of what happens on screen. Still, the pace, humor, and locales actually make this one of the most enjoyable Christie inspired efforts and one you won't likely be nodding off to. Maybe there is a method to the madness afterall, or at least a purpose. I taped this film during it's original broadcast in 1989 and still watch it from time to time as a guilty pleasure. Go figure.

Being a fan of Agatha Christie, I searched for this rare TV movie for quite some time. All of the VHS copies I found were in PAL and as I live in America, I was unable to view them. When I located a DVD copy of this film I pounced on it and wasn't horribly disappointed. Anne Beddingford has purposely put herself on the wrong plane and ends up in Cairo. She encounters an accident when a man runs in front of a taxi to get away from someone. All that she has as a clue now is a small bit of paper and a glimpse of the "man in the brown suit" who has been linked to a beautiful night club singer's murder. The plot thickens and Anne finds herself in a sea of suspects and, later, on the killer's hit list. While the plot line has been changed quite a bit, this film still has the undeniable touch of Christie to it. Many of the characters are a bit phony (the heroine Anne) and others were almost unbearably BAD (Tony Randolff), but they are overshadowed by Rue McClannahan, whom I thought stole the show. The plot is far more exciting than other Christie books. There are a couple killings, a couple attempted killings, a love story, and a kidnapping sequence. I enjoyed the film, it had a campy edge to it which made it kinda fun.