Meurtre parfait

I enjoyed most of this film up until the messy resolution. The plot doesn't play out in a supremely satisfying way, which hampers the overall impact. The performances are all fine and there's some good suspense throughout. Gwenyth Paltrow's character makes some odd choices and seems generally clueless throughout, but also makes some remarks that appear as if she knows things. It's rather confusing. A Perfect Murder kept me invested all the way through with its sleek and stylish story, I just wish the ending had been a little more thought out.

Hitchcock's DIAL M FOR MURDER was based on the Frederick Knott play of the same name. A PERFECT MURDER takes elements from the play, makes alterations in scenes and characters, changes the ending, and in attempting to modernize the whole thing has added some extra gore to the proceedings so today's audiences won't feel cheated. And yet, the result is not only distinctly disappointing, but inferior.

Only fans of Gwyneth Paltrow and Michael Douglas will relish their performances in this pale rehash of the original material. The complexity of "the key under the stairmat" which was so effectively played out in the Hitchcock film is entirely missing here. The detective work so fascinating in the original play and film is also gone despite the fact that he is played by David Suchet (in a very underwritten role). In short: none of the revisions are any improvement. Nor does Viggo Mortensen impress as Paltrow's lover.

Those who haven't seen the movie or the play DIAL M FOR MURDER will no doubt find some of this absorbing enough--but anyone able to make a comparison is bound to be disappointed. I'll take Ray Milland-Grace Kelly-Robert Cummings under Hitchcock's direction any day over a misguided Paltrow and Douglas under Andrew Davis' direction.

As for the comments of the viewer who said, "Who's Hitchcock?", please...spare me your review.

Wealthy Wall Street tycoon Steven learns that his wife Emily is having an affair with David, an artist and career criminal, Steven decides to do away with his wife, using David to do the job.

Over the last few months I've worked my way though Hitchcock's catalogue of films, I was sat wondering why none of his films had been remade for an age, the I remembered this one.

So it's basically Dial M for murder, with a late 90's twist, so we've got the tech, The Wall Street tycoon and of course that wonderful 90's vibe.

I have no intentions of comparing, as I don't think you can, but as an updated version it's good, it's a stylish flick, I liked the updates, and of course the heart of the story is magical.

It perhaps has a little too much polish, but on the whole it works, Hitchcock films weren't exactly in vogue in the late 90's, so it gets credit for at least being different.

Some nice twists and turns, I particularly liked the way the tech is used, and the way that David turns the tables.

Paltrow and Mortensen are both very good, but I'd argue it is Michael Douglas that stands out, and boy does he look sharp here.

I'd forgotten David Suchet was in this, at the time it seemed as though he'd turned away from Poirot somewhat, output was lower, it felt like he was going to leave the role behind, thankfully he didn't.

7/10.

... the original being "Dial M for Murder" from 1954. Lots has changed in the ensuing 44 years, and those changes to society are reflected in the remade film. Here the wife is cheating, not with a guy who is an upright citizen if you overlook he is bedding a friend's wife, but with an artist who has a criminal past of conning rich ladies. Gwyneth Paltrow is the young wife, Emily, with inherited wealth, Michael Douglas plays Steven, the older husband whose financial interests are crumbling and figures out his wife is cheating and with who. He threatens the artist with exposure - to his wife and the police - if he does not agree to kill his wife for money so that Steven can inherit her money and save his business.

So everybody is guilty to a degree. There are not "good" characters and "bad" characters as in Dial M. Society has become too cynical for that to work. Keys still play a big part in the plot as do phone calls, but instead of the brilliant inspector Hubbard figuring everything out, here it is the wife that unravels the plan. The detective in this modern film is largely useless. In the original film the wife is a damsel in distress, unable to determine what exactly has happened and the forces that are arrayed against her. But Paltrow as Emily is an empowered would have been victim.

A Perfect Murder is a lot better than I thought it would be, probably because of the smart direction from director Andrew Davis (The Fugitive, Chain Reaction, Under Siege). Given a fairly involved script and an action film, (never mind the dialogue, just cut quickly to the next scene) shooting scheme, Davis has concocted a mainstream thriller that works quite well. A Perfect Murder is based on a middle rated Hitchcock film which was in turn based on a hit Broadway play called Dial M For Murder. Steven Taylor (Michael Douglas, in part revisiting Wall Street's Gordon Gecko) is in financial strife and decides to knock Emily his wife off to grab her money. She's played by the hapless Gwyneth Paltrow. Hubby blackmails his wife's lover (Viggo Mortensen) to do the dirty deed. This film is ferociously mainstream. The music chimes in just so. The bathrobe disappears just so. Michael Douglas plays Michael Douglas to perfection, Paltrow is protected from any line more than fifteen words long, but still A Perfect Murder is never boring. The original Hitchcock version starred Ray Miland and Grace Kelly. There weren't any mobile phones and the wife wasn't screwing the killer. And then there was Grace Kelly rather than Gwyneth Paltrow in that old film. I know who I'd prefer.