The temptation, when adapting a really iconic detective, is to delve into his personal backstory. That’s the devil talking.
If you show me Poirot’s backstory, I want it to be him as an 8-year-old, already exactly the same as he is as an adult down to the moustache and homburg, solving bicycle thefts and little-kid crimes.
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