Set in a dismal, rainy, foggy England, this awful adaptation projects an equally foggy interpretation of Chesterton's work. Probably the worst dialog and screenwriting I have ever witnessed is dismally spewed out in this wretched adaptation of Chesterton's stories. The protagonist aside, the fact paced barely audible dialog races through each scene as if it had a better place to be. The actors too seem eager to get to the end of the day and go home. I think part of the problem is that there is no music that sets the mood. The sets are claustrophobic and it appears there is only one camera used instead of a more versatile two camera set up. Happily, the sunny cheerful melodramatic Mark Williams remake of this has come to the rescue. I give it two stars instead of one out of a sense of charity and compassion.
