I do not write often, I have written maybe 30 reviews, mainly because of time. I write this review in rebuke of writer "rightwingisevil (United States)" I find the comments a very poor reading and note that nearly 71 people also disagree. This is as the aforementioned writes, claims British crime thriller, it does not have cars screaming around corners, it does not have over the top cops with magnums more likely found in Texas or people from there. It is subtle, like most British films and relies on peoples thought, not their eyes seeing loud thunderous noises and special effects. This is the second time I have seen this film, and still right until the end, I was not 100% sure of who did it. Yes, I think some characters roles where not played to their fullness however those that were, deserve applauded.Yes this is not a Starsky & Hutch Crime story, nor is it meant to be. No it is not an award winning film, however, without the extreme violence found in US stories similar, it is a decent good watch. I remind people in the US that "Murder She Wrote" was exactly what the aforementioned person states are "Female English writers", the same of Murder She Wrote which at its time was a hit, I am sure in its present form it would not be, however it enjoyed a great run on US TV before the violence that the US is now synonymous with.Do not expect Wuthering Heights, but be perplexed by the players in this mid-range mystery, so totally British.

THE MURDER AT ROAD HILL HOUSE was an excellent non-fiction crime novel which looked at a notorious murder case which took place in 19th century Victorian England. This rather derivative ITV adaptation of the novel offers a heavily fictionalised version of the story, but in adopting all of the usual clichés of the TV detective formula, it loses something in the process.I like Paddy Considine but he can do little with his titular detective character who comes across as rather flat. The viewer is left wondering why we're supposed to care about his increasingly frustrated investigations. The rest of the staging is adequate, but the director is too obsessed with getting the details right and forgets about offering any kind of stylistic touches of his own. There's no tension here, no suspense in the telling, it's just an ordinary police procedural that you watch to see what happens. THE SUSPICIONS OF MR WHICHER almost entirely lacks the gripping, page-turning quality of the book on which it is based, so it's invariably disappointing.

I'm surprised by the generally negative reviews for this production. Some reviewers seem to want the writers to re-write history to replicate an Agatha Christie story. The fact is, this story was based on reality, not on Christie's tropes and formulas. The fact is, sometimes crimes work out as this one did, with an unsatisfying ending. The detective doesn't call all the suspects to a meeting where he reveals his genius at deduction, or cause the suspect to reveal him/herself in dramatic fashion.I found this well acted and well written. Not great, but quite good, and well worth the watching. Maybe if Captain Hastings' grandfather had showed up for comic relief, more people would have liked it. Personally, I found the straight drama well done and satisfying.

A typical so-called English mystery that usually written by British female mystery writers and, they are just too many to be counted. Most of these no-big-deal "mysteries" would have been adapted into TV movies, then PBS would re-broadcast on American PBS channels. Funny thing is that I've never considered most these "mysteries" as real mysteries but no-big-deal bloated big deal, yet bore-to-death if truth could be really told. This movie is no exception and again, I really don't know such boring case would worth making into a movie, even it's based on a true story, so what? What we saw is a detective used his instinct and experience in murder investigations to try so hard to break a so obvious family murder case, the only thing he lacked material evidence and material witness. This kind of storyline is the typical mystery formula so adoringly adopted by the British female mystery writers and almost 99% of the British mysteries are just like this one. It's so flat that just like the heartland of America, so flat and endless in 4 directions.