If anyone had told me beforehand that a movie co-starring Peter Sellers and Richard Attenborough would bore me to tears, I'd had not believed them. Such was the case with this comic satire, adapted from a John 'Rumpole' Mortimer play.
I really did try to enjoy the movie but the script was so puerile that I had to pull the plug after 20 excruciating minutes. The premise of Sellers as a timeworn barrister looking for one seemingly impossible case to make his name, and Attenborough as the self-confessed wife murderer, was a good one. But the throwback method adopted - which I won't reveal here; better to let you make up your own minds as to its success or failure - had me reaching for the fast forward.
Rarely do I give up on a movie but in this case I figured that the time spent watching it could be spent on better things. Without a doubt, this Peter Sellers fan's biggest disappointment.
I really did try to enjoy the movie but the script was so puerile that I had to pull the plug after 20 excruciating minutes. The premise of Sellers as a timeworn barrister looking for one seemingly impossible case to make his name, and Attenborough as the self-confessed wife murderer, was a good one. But the throwback method adopted - which I won't reveal here; better to let you make up your own minds as to its success or failure - had me reaching for the fast forward.
Rarely do I give up on a movie but in this case I figured that the time spent watching it could be spent on better things. Without a doubt, this Peter Sellers fan's biggest disappointment.