Review by arungeorge13

The film turns out to be a light, innocuous murder mystery featuring some meta elements and a couple of easily likeable protagonists. Saoirse Ronan and Sam Rockwell share a fun chemistry which makes their exchanges enjoyable and the plot developments sufficiently engaging. Mind you, it is no Knives Out, and neither does it aspire to be. But it gets the period aesthetics right - well, mostly. Having written for a company that sells tickets for West End shows, I immediately noticed that The Ambassador Theatre location in the film is, in fact, the Old Vic. That and a surprising lack of '50s musical inclinations in the score aside, I quite liked the timeline choices in See How They Run. There's also the inclusion (and spoofing) of some real-life figures such as Richard Attenborough, Sheila Sim, John Woolf, and even Agatha Christie.

The mystery here isn't exactly the strongest and the reveal at the end doesn't startle, but I have no issues watching Saoirse Ronan enact a naive, pop-culture-loving police officer who's quick to jump to conclusions. She's undoubtedly the glue that binds everything together, alongside an ever-dependable Rockwell. The humor, while not laugh-out-loud funny, works within its overall context of parodying some of the typical whodunnit clichés. A better-written final act could've truly elevated the film, if you ask me. I'll peg it a few notches below Jon Hamm's "Confess, Fletch" - another whodunnit with organically placed humor.