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The Pale Horse - Season 1
Following in excitement, Mark Easterbrook, a youthful shrewd and fearless man, who discovers his name written in a puzzling rundown, following a progression of murders, so he explores on the issue to presume on three witches that use dark enchantment in doing those homicides.
August1985, London, England, UK
1964, Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, England, UK
3 April 1963, London, England, UK
4 June 1964, London, England, UK
11 March 1952, Bilston, Staffordshire, England, UK
29 October 1967, Twickenham, Middlesex, England, UK
1977, London, England, UK
14 March 1942, Garston, Liverpool, England, UK
13 March 1992, Holloway, London, England, UK
February 10, 2020
Phelps' period mystery thrillers are glamorous, twisted delights peopled by glamorous, twisted characters. That's no different here.
February 18, 2020
There are elements to like. Sewell, and his cheekbones, are excellent. Plus, he can do piercing looks of the sort that pin you to the wall. And also subsidiary characters are given some heft.
February 18, 2020
More of the psycho in the brown Open All Hours coat, and less of the hocus pocus, would have made this a much better murder mystery.
February 11, 2020
You will need a scrubdown yourself by the end of the opening hour.
February 10, 2020
The Pale Horse (2020) has some relics of Agatha Christie in there somewhere, and when it's not being teeteringly ludicrous it makes a perfectly serviceable murder mystery with a frisson of the supernatural.
February 11, 2020
Rita Tushingham looks so terrifying as witch Bella, she only needs a spear and a hourglass to resemble a medieval Vanitas, and Sheila Atim has perfected a threatening glare.
February 19, 2020
The only argument I'll grant the reactionaries is the following: with fresh writing and production this bloody good, why the need for an adaptation, for a "source author", atall: other than to let the broadcaster sell it as "Agatha Christie's Pale Horse"?
February 18, 2020
At the core of this corny and convoluted adaptation of the Agatha Christie novel lies a run-of-the-mill whodunit, an almost humdrum tale of bad blood and fiendish killing.
February 14, 2020
I love watching [Rufus] Sewell, and I could happily stare at his expensive gentleman's washbag of a face expressing amused disdain at things for hours.
February 18, 2020
In the end [Sarah] Phelps has to butcher the plot and the characters to come up with something more lively and interesting, but it doesn't really work.
February 11, 2020
The unsettling atmosphere carried more than a whiff of Rosemary's Baby and The Wicker Man.
February 19, 2020
For all its spills and thrills and delightful cameo performances, I felt distracted and a little bored.
