Impressively dispassionate and subtle exploration of a serial killer. Avoids the trap of sensationalizing the case and doesn't psychologize with the killer's motives, adding a sense of uncertainty to the gloomy London scenes and the grainy washed out photography. Attenborough's portrayal is magnificent and alone worth watching the film, but Hurt also makes an impact as the confused Evans.
La película no es más que la recreación de unos acontecimientos escabrosos de crónica roja. Su dramaturgia no trasciende la ilustración de los hechos, no los explora ni los dramatiza. A su favor, podemos destacar una puesta en escena efectiva y una interpretación notable de Richard Attenborough.
Why are accounts of British serial killers so compelling? I think it's the drabness of the settings and the domestic rituals-it makes the greyness of these people seep under your skin. And no country does drab like the British. Fleischer, an outsider, understands that this is the essence of this drearily prissy man. Attenborough looks nothing like Christie but captures perfectly his peculiar odiousness.
Surprisingly good film. John Hurt plays his sniveling, selfish character PERFECTLY, capturing every pathetic attribute masterfully. Attenborrough, just as deftly, portrays the introverted, yet cunning, Christie in all his narcissistic ways - neither character is especially likable in any way. Fleischer, despite a very inconsistent career, had this ability to churn out occasional GREAT films. This is one of them.
Excellent fact-based crime drama from director Richard Fleischer avoids sensationalism for a subtle, nuanced drama, but retains the psychological darkness you'd expect from a serial killer movie. One Richard Attenborough's greatest performances as the timid but murderous John Christie, and John Hurt is also a stand-out. It does slow down a bit towards the end, but ultimately this is a true-crime classic.