Word: whodunitism
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RIGHT YOU ARE. Luigi Pirandello is the philosopher king of 20th century playwrights, an existentialist before Sartre and Camus, an absurdist before Beckett and lonesco. Though written in 1918, this intellectual whodunit has scarcely a grey line in its script, and the APA troupe has faithfully obeyed the playwright's commandment: "To convert the intellect into passion...
Right You Are is 48 years old, and there is scarcely a grey line in the script. It is a kind of intellectual and philosophical whodunit, aimed at discovering the truth of a situation. A government clerk (Sydney Walker), his wife and his mother-in-law (Helen Hayes) have recently arrived in an Italian town. Their new neighbors are all agog because he keeps the women in separate quarters, so that they can communicate only via notes put in a lowered basket. A convocation of irate gossipmongers, including the clerk's boss, summons the mother...
Enough Rope. In a proper French suspense thriller, the question is less likely to be whodunit than who'll-be-undone-by-it. Here, nearly every member of a fine, worried cast is slowly undone when Veteran Director Claude Autant-Lara (Devil in the Flesh) begins to philosophize on film about the complex, overlapping nature of guilt. Putting the squeeze on a crafty plot from a novel by Patricia Highsmith (Strangers on a Train), Autant-Lara seemingly distills a number of small, disturbing revelations and holds each one up to the light, testing for color, clarity and body...
...Little Indians is an anemic copy of the 1945 film And Then There Were None, which was based on the stage adaptation of Agatha Christie's durable whodunit, which was inspired by the nursery rhyme. Unfortunately, nothing has been added but tired blood...
...geometric, travertine-and glass-sided space between four buildings. They picked Britain's monumental Henry Moore (TIME cover, Sept. 21, 1959) to fill the tall order. Last week the largest Moore sculpture ever made arrived-a two-piece bronze whose shells are cast as thin as a paperback whodunit, yet still weigh nine tons. There it lay, surrounded by mystery and a pair of slat-sided crates...