rehams

White Men Can't Jump is a great film, just rewatched it, almost 30 years on, time flies.

As a lifelong basketball fan and hooper, this film captures everything that made me get into ball at just that time, the early 90s, when everything felt cool and fresh.

This film might not be as sophisticated in terms of basketball as others, but it captures the feel of spending your days on the court better than anything.

It's also just a funny and engaging movie. There are several subplots here, such as not wanting to grow up, race relations, sex, love and relationships.

What I like about it is that it's never preachy, but is real, white vs black and the culture clash is shown not told. It doesn't have a sappy ending, but an ambigious one, which again makes it surprisingly bold.

I liked it.

Agatha Christie was always found in the bookshelf of my grandparents and as such when I was on summer vacation at their summerhome I read several of them and later watched adaptations with my parents.

Of course, that was the Hercule Poirot of the TV-series, the more cartoonish and gayer Hercule, which I did not quite grasp as a child.

This modern Hercule Poirot is decidedly straighter, both in orientation and acting. He is not a cartoonish character but one with some depth.

I will make this review brief as there isn't that much to say about this movie in my opinion. It is decently acted, attractive women, believable and with enough changes to make it fresh, which some might dislike, but I thought it was fine.

The star of the film however remains Agatha Christie and her book and without it, the film would probably not have been very good.

All in all, a wholesome who dunnit, which is after all the purpose of a Hercule Poirot novel.