Film

Witness for the Prosecution

Name: Witness for the Prosecution
Genre: Drama, Mystery, Crime
Released: 1957
Cast: Tyrone Power, Marlene Dietrich, Charles Laughton, Elsa Lanchester, John Williams

Billy Wilder's adaptation of Agatha Christie's stage hit is a courtroom thriller built entirely around performance — Charles Laughton's ailing barrister sparring with everyone in the room, Marlene Dietrich giving a masterclass in theatrical unreliability. It's stagy, talky, and gleefully manipulative, ending with a twist so audacious the studio begged audiences not to spoil it. Great for anyone who likes their mysteries with real wit and real venom.

TMDb rating

8.2

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