March 9th, 2008


Mrs Bradley's Mysteries

In a moment of nostalgia, I rented a DVD of Mrs Bradley's Mysteries with Diana Rigg, and I remember why I so enjoyed them now. It's the wonderfully witty script. The stories are the usual thirties mysteries, not very credible, and not too mysterious (even I can usually work out who done it!), but some of the dialogue is classic.

Inspector Christmas rings to ask Mrs Bradley, who writes books about crime and psychology, to help with a case:

Inspector Christmas: I've been re-acquainting myself with one of your books, an intriguing read.
Mrs B: Wait till my memoirs are published.

Her chauffeur, George Moody, helps with the crime solving and has a very casual relationship with his employer:

Chauffeur: Clowns give me the creeps, and the less said about magicians the better.
Mrs B: What have you got against magicians?
Chauffeur: I was once badly scarred by audience participation

Sometimes she gives asides to the camera, like the following after a male character has complained about the suffragettes and stated that women should stay at home:

Mrs B: Given a choice between staying at home with a man like that, or throwing oneself under a horse, I know which I would choose.

Sometimes she's just very wise:

Mrs B: There are three golden rules for bringing up children.
... pause ...
Alas, nobody knows what they are.

And, my favourite quote, about "Lady Chatterley's Lover":

Mrs B: Have a read of this, George. I think it might amuse you.
Chauffeur: Oh, yes. I heard the gamekeeper did it.