Agatha Christie: Death on the Nile review
To be Hercule Poirot is to know you’re probably going to win. Agatha Christie’s best-known child is sharp, methodical, and insufferable, even more so now because Microids decided to make him hot. Some might argue that it doesn’t matter what Poirot looks like, but those people are wrong; I know a few of the older Blazing Griffin games stuck with Poirot’s shiny egg-shaped head, but none can hold a candle to the bowtied visage of David Suchet. I try not to dwell too much on this as I reacquaint myself with Microids’ tall, angular daddy-o – head full of hair, resplendent in a white suit and silk cravat – who first appeared in 2023’s Murder on the Orient Express. Tonight, this Poirot is in the club, and unlike David Suchet (or the entirely rizzless Kenneth Branagh), he could probably get it.
