Elephants Can Remember has two stories divided by 13 years and you just know they will conveniently converge.
Crime writer Ariadne Oliver is approached by Mrs Burton-Cox whose son is engaged to her goddaughter Celia. Her parents General and Lady Ravenscroft died 13 years earlier in what was regarded as a double murder/suicide.
Mrs Oliver recounts the tale to Poirot who asks her to investigate. Poirot is busy looking at the murder of Doctor Willoughby killed in the institute he once ran. His son also a psychiatrist in the institute is a suspect as he has no alibi, because he was sleeping with his secretary.
Poirot later discover that the Willoughby Institute once treated the sister of Lady Ravenscroft and Celia's fiance.
Elephants Can Remember has a lot of fragments of clues thrown about that will help the viewer to work out the main thrust of the plot.
Director John Strickland goes for a few visual flourishes and their is some good use of green screen work. It is a pleasing, pacy mystery, a little convoluted here and there. It is just a shame that the humour of those early Poirot episodes are now almost entirely absent.
Crime writer Ariadne Oliver is approached by Mrs Burton-Cox whose son is engaged to her goddaughter Celia. Her parents General and Lady Ravenscroft died 13 years earlier in what was regarded as a double murder/suicide.
Mrs Oliver recounts the tale to Poirot who asks her to investigate. Poirot is busy looking at the murder of Doctor Willoughby killed in the institute he once ran. His son also a psychiatrist in the institute is a suspect as he has no alibi, because he was sleeping with his secretary.
Poirot later discover that the Willoughby Institute once treated the sister of Lady Ravenscroft and Celia's fiance.
Elephants Can Remember has a lot of fragments of clues thrown about that will help the viewer to work out the main thrust of the plot.
Director John Strickland goes for a few visual flourishes and their is some good use of green screen work. It is a pleasing, pacy mystery, a little convoluted here and there. It is just a shame that the humour of those early Poirot episodes are now almost entirely absent.