A man is accused of committing murder, and only his wife can save him. However, she has her own agenda and has decided to become a witness…for the prosecution.
Witness for the Prosecution is an Alfred Hitchcock movie based off an Agatha Christie play. I love those two and had high expectations for this film. However, at least initially, instead of the twists and turns I expected, the movie primarily revolved around an old, fat lawyer yelling at his nurse.
It eventually picked up as the movie went on but often veered off track with random side stories. There is a great story here, but it is too padded with “extras” to be truly entertaining.
However, the ending was brilliant and unexpected and everything I hoped for in Alfred Hitchcock and Agatha Christie. I found the fat lawyer endearing, though most of the other characters were annoying. This is one I would go back to and re-watch, but I don’t necessarily recommend if you don’t already love black and white movies with veering plots.
“What are you currently reading?” asks the Get To Know You form. I look at the inch provided to respond in and don’t know whether to laugh or cry. What am I currently reading…??
I am in the middle of quite a few books right now. The problem is time. I’ve been in the midst of several books for weeks and there are twice as many unread in my library basket but I don’t seem to be finishing them at my usual pace. I think I need to take a reading day. However, for now, here is what I am currently reading:
Legend by Marie Lu, Bad Feminist by Roxane Gay, Fierce Convictions by Karen Swallow Prior, Eats, Shoots and Leaves by Lynne Truss, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling, New Collected Poems by Wendell Berry, and The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared by Jonas Jonasson. I’m still working on An Autobiography by Agatha Christie and Jack by George Sayer. I am re-reading Manalive by G.K. Chesterton and listening to Bleak House by Charles Dickens on audio book.
I don’t have much time today so I won’t go into the relative merits of each of these reads but there are some really interesting ones. And some less interesting ones. Hopefully you’ll see a few reviews with these names over the next week!
“Look at this!” I wave the Agatha Christie mystery in my hand towards my Mom. “The book finally comes in the mail and it is ripped and bent!”
My Mom nods and says the back cover is rather bent.
I suspect she doesn’t fully grasp my outrage. “It said on Amazon that it was in GOOD condition!”
“Is it a gift?” asks my Mom.
“Well, no.” I say. “But it is the principle of it! I paid…”
But I don’t know what I paid so I pause to check in my email. “I paid a penny for this. Plus shipping and handling. So, maybe it isn’t that big of a deal…”
Rambling, rambling through the woods, To Grandmother’s house we go…
I’ve been reading Agatha Christie’s Autobiography and I haven’t quite finished it yet so this review might be precipitous, but I just felt the need to share…this woman cannot keep on topic! I’ve been picking the book up and putting it down since early September. One minute Christie is talking about her early childhood memories, the next referring to her grandson, then back to the memories and a favorite nanny, only to go on a rant about modern day child rearing practices, back to her childhood, etc. This book is quite the compilation! It improves dramatically once she leaves her childhood/teenage years and starts recalling her first marriage and World War 1. However, even with this, there is a piecemeal pattern to her memories that make them hard to follow.
She is so rambling! I really hope this continues to improve. I love her novels; I never expected her autobiography to be so daunting.
I finished Winter last night! That book was a whopping 832 pages. I’ve been inspired to tackle a few other large books floating around my to-read basket…
Currently, I’m reading An Autobiography by Agatha Christie, Ida: A Sword Among Lions by Paul J. Giddings, and The Beauty of Darkness by Mary E. Pearson. I’m also listening to The Professor and the Madman: A Tale of Murder, Insanity, and the Making of the Oxford English Dictionary by Simon Winchester on audio book.
I own An Autobiography and have pulled it out to read countless times. The problem is, it isn’t on my to-read list so it always gets shoved aside for something more ‘pressing.’ However, I’ve finally decided to sit down and read it. So far, it is utterly charming. Think of the whit and sense that makes Agatha Christie’s mysteries so wonderful and now have her talk about her childhood. Absolutely lovely. Also 529 pages.
I planned to return Ida: A Sword Among Lions to the library because I’ve had it out forever and I finished a much thinner biography about Ida B. Wells only last week. However, I started perusing the Introduction and quickly became intrigued with the author, Paula J. Giddings. I normally don’t like it when authors talk about themselves in biographies about someone else. After all, I’m not reading the book for them. For some reason, this Introduction struck me a little differently. I’m curious to find out more. This book is 800 pages.
The Beauty of Darkness is the third and final book in The Remnant Chronicles. I hope there is some good closure to the series. It is 684 pages and somehow seems the most daunting of the three.
The Professor and the Madman has been a little disappointing so far. I can’t complain with the reader, who is the author and has a British accent, but there doesn’t seem to be much of story to tell here. Once upon a time an American lived in an insane asylum and helped write definitions for a British dictionary. There ought to be a good story there but the repetitive nature of the first hour and a half of this audio books makes me doubtful.
I was listening Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis on audio book last week but I might find a physical copy instead. There are some intriguing lines but it is hard to focus without seeing them in print.