Today was totally unremarkable in almost ALL respects.
Even lunch was lackluster as I was expecting pork chops, the normal Wednesday fare at (Don't-Be-A-Square-Eat-At) The Triangle. Instead, Monday's leftover beef liver and yesterday's roast of beast. Happily, they always have fried chicken, so I got two pieces of that, some smashed taters and some green beans. That, plus a large glass of iced unsweetened tea, was the highlight of my day.
I am revisiting, on Amazon Prime, the TV series "Haven" which is still rather good...at least in its first season. It lasted five seasons on the SyFy (aka SciFi) Channel. I remember watching them all way back when, but the last seasons seemed to strain for consistency in story lines.
Yesterday, I indulged in the 1980 adaptation of "Why Didn't They Ask Evans?", an Agatha Christie whodunnit. I have seen the 2009 Julia McKenzie one in which they inserted Miss Marple into a non-Marple story. Decent cast, but a bit slim on building up any sense of mystery or entertainment.
And then there is the most excellent Hugh Laurie three-part adaptation from 2022 starring Will Poulter and Lucy Boynton. It's imaginative and fun and establishes mystery better than other adaptations.
So the 1980 version was recommended to me as most faithful to the book, but I must confess that although I love Francesca Annis, who starred, the entire thing was simply too upper-crust British frou-frou for me...every line delivered as if it were in a drawing room and intended to impress anyone in "the colonies" on how British is meant to be spoken. It was a disappointing experience, I must say.
