Synopsis: It’s like Upstairs Downstairs...with profanities...and murder!
Blurb From the VHS Jacket: “As a hunting party gathers at the country estate, no one is aware that before the weekend is over, someone will be murdered – twice! The police are baffled but the all-seeing, all-hearing servants know that almost everyone had a motive.”
What Did I Learn?: Those old English country estates were filled to the rafters with servants and guests enjoying illicit sex...and marmalade!
You Might Like This Movie If: You always believed Agatha Christie’s murder-mystery novels should have provided a searing social critique of inter-war England.
Really?: If I stab somebody who’s already dead, can I really get off scot-free? Wouldn’t there at least be an attempted murder charge, or something like that?
Rating: Gosford Park is a good film with many excellent performances, but I really think Robert Altman missed the mark. For starters, THERE. ARE. TOO. MANY. CHARACTERS. On a dramatic level, many of them are never fully fleshed-out, and it’s impossible for one’s left brain to keep track of who’s who; I was forced to take the movie in as a visual spectacle, rather than being able to follow the complete plot. Instead of creating a satisfying whodunit, Altman made a sprawling, dramatic look at the changing 1930s British class system with a murder about mid-way through, and a tacked-on performance by Stephen Fry as a bumbling detective. 6.5/10 stars.