When an old man who frequents the same restaurant as Poirot dies after falling down the stairs in his house, Poirot suspects foul play: the man was an eccentric painter who refused to sell his work, but now anyone who happens to have one of his paintings can hope to make a fortune. Hastings thinks that the dead man's twin brother, with whom he hadn't spoken a word in over 20 years, might have something to do with it, but he is (surprise!) wrong: the brother had recently died as well.
Not one of the most memorable episodes in the series, this mainly suffers from two things: a significant lack of suspects (as Poirot himself observes, it's his quote in my summary: the model is eliminated early, the agent has one small scene, so who's left?), and the fact that we know next to nothing about the dead man, which makes it somewhat hard to care if and who killed him. I actually think the best part of this episode is its funny and unexpected epilogue at the dinner table. **1/2 out of 4.
Not one of the most memorable episodes in the series, this mainly suffers from two things: a significant lack of suspects (as Poirot himself observes, it's his quote in my summary: the model is eliminated early, the agent has one small scene, so who's left?), and the fact that we know next to nothing about the dead man, which makes it somewhat hard to care if and who killed him. I actually think the best part of this episode is its funny and unexpected epilogue at the dinner table. **1/2 out of 4.