Or "No Wonder the British Empire Folded," based on a true murder case (set in Kenya during the Second World War) that's a bit like Somerset Maugham crossed with a weekly gossip tabloid. The decadence ("You wouldn't by any chance have a chocolate-covered lobster?"), corruption, moral rot, and whatnot, are piled on so fast and so high that there is nowhere to sink to: you begin at the bottom. (Murder? Suicide? Pardon the yawn, old chap.) Capable work by Joss Ackland, Charles Dance, and, in a small but florid role (his final one), Trevor Howard. Greta Scacchi, who seems to appeal to a certain kind of man of the Eighties the way Yvette Mimieux appealed to much the same kind of man in the Sixties, is well on her way to becoming the British Laura Antonelli. What a future! With Sarah Miles and John Hurt; directed by Michael Radford. (1988) — Duncan Shepherd
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