Opinión de Piffritic-Half-arsedproductions

Congratulations, a standing ovation has never been earned more, you did it! The Thursday Murder Club is quite possibly the worst film of 2025, perhaps one for the ages. Adapted from Richard Osmon's UK best seller (Over 10 million copies sold), it seemed that Netflix was obviously keen to ride the guaranteed train of movie success and cash in on the overwhelming popularity of the book - strike while the iron is hot, guys! I saw the trailer for the film a few months ago, and my opinion was not too great then; it seemed twee, ridiculously British, and a little rushed, but as my anticipation for the movie was not at its greatest heights, I was mildly enthusiastic to give it a go as I'm not impartial to a solid murder mystery, but dear god I did not expect the levels to sink this low. Almost every single aspect of this movie is terrible, from the plot, characters, and overall execution of its style. It is so British that instead of it filling my heart with a slight case of homesickness, I found myself plunging into the sofa, wishing it would transform me into another realm, whilst my face cringed so hard it resembled a murder-related leather glove. There is a positive though, the cast is exceptional, featuring what is quite possibly the very best/legendary actors from the UK scene - honestly mention their name and they shall appear. Furthermore, it is directed by Christopher Columbus (Harry Potter, Home Alone), so what on earth happened here? Overall, it's fair to say that I did not enjoy The Thursday Murder Club at all. I found the movie an absolute slog to get through, the acting is hammy and corny, the style is more in line with Scooby Doo and The Famous Five, whilst aiming for a level of intelligence that kids in grade 5 would possibly disregard. What a marvelous triumph in disastrous filmmaking.