With little sense of narrative flow, the movie uses Charles’ investigative interviews to introduce the estates’ residents, and the story’s cavalcade of red herrings. Production designer Simon Bowles has fun with the opulent, character-defining interiors, beginning with the pink sitting room of Brenda ( Christina Hendricks), Leonides‘ flame-haired, breathy-voiced young American widow, whose background as a Vegas dancer is never far from the contemptuous thoughts of the man’s warring children. The movie could have used more of him.įrom the drab clutter of his office, Charles enters the Technicolor affluence of the Leonides clan’s manor house, where each set of living quarters is a highly distinct world of its own. On that front, Charles is allotted a brief window of sleuthing time from the Scotland Yard chief inspector who’s played to gin-crisp perfection by the inimitable Terence Stamp. Suspecting foul play behind her grandfather’s heart attack, and believing that the killer is someone who lives on the estate, she asks her former flame to quietly investigate before the press gets a whiff of the case. Max Irons is blandly likable as struggling private detective Charles Hayward, who’s summoned to the Leonides‘ stately property by Sophia (Stefanie Martini), granddaughter of the deceased business magnate.
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