The emeritus Richardson slurring his words, and nearly every other member of the cast wasted on this somewhat stodgy remake of Wilder's simmering masterpiece of 1957. Why bother? However good the intentions, the result is expendable. For a start, Bridges and Rigg are ghastly and inept, not to mention poor Kerr relegated to this tawdry role after such a fantastic career, and the brilliant Pleasance stuck with pouting and a handful of lines. But bills must be paid and food put upon the table, and all those involved were complicit in this ham-fisted travesty, some perhaps reluctant. Gibson did plenty of admirably solid TV work, he but never really got off the ground as a film director.
Review of Witness for the Prosecution
