Did we really need a tragic origin story for Kenneth Branagh’s version of the Poirot moustache? I’m here to tell you we did not. And yet…this movie, which really should be about everyone wanting to kill Gal Gadot, instead lingers way too much on the mopey detective, his flirtations with a lounge singer, and…yep, his moustache.
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