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The casting of 鈥淭he Thursday Murder Club鈥� is a setup worthy of its own Hollywood elevator pitch: Actors known for playing Gandhi, James Bond, and DCI Jane Tennison spend their days trying to solve cold cases and keep a Doctor Who from evicting them.

Chris Columbus, who directed the first two 鈥淗arry Potter鈥� films, brings a care for detail and love for the source material to his latest multimillion-selling literary adaptation. His cast can fill shelves with their Oscars and BAFTAs, and they are clearly having a delightful time as the beloved crime-solving quartet. Even the smaller roles are full of charm, such as David Tennant reveling in smarmdom as the odious developer trying to convert the group鈥檚 beloved home into luxury flats, and Tom Ellis (鈥淟ucifer鈥�) ice-dancing as a boxer turned reality show star.聽Richard E. Grant is more terrifying with roses than many of us could be with an arsenal at our disposal.

Helen Mirren is perfectly cast as Elizabeth, who is chary about details of her past in 鈥渋nternational relations.鈥� 鈥淟et鈥檚 just say I have a wide portfolio of skills,鈥� she says. Ben Kingsley, a chameleon who has played terrifying gangsters as well as the mahatma, is gently fussy as retired psychiatrist Ibrahim.

Pierce Brosnan joins Daniel Craig in a post-Bond career solving mysteries. He鈥檚 鈥淩ed Ron,鈥� a rabble-rousing labor union chief who never met an underdog he wouldn鈥檛 champion. In the books, Ron鈥檚 idea of sartorial splendor includes shorts, flip-flops, and a West Ham club shirt. Here, Ron鈥檚 tattoos have been traded for flannel, denim, and an elegantly groomed beard. But Brosnan gamely torpedoes his tuxedoed history 鈥� grinning while doing aqua aerobics in a yellow floaty, along with several other visual surprises too good to spoil.

Joyce (Celia Imrie), a retired nurse with 鈥淕reat British Bake Off鈥� level skills at cake, is the newcomer to the Coopers Chase retirement village. Joyce is the narrator in the books, and much of their humor and humanity come through the newly widowed mom鈥檚 love for novel experiences and people. Columbus throws the task to Mirren鈥檚 patrician Elizabeth. He instead saddles Joyce with a bun Miss Marple might have found old-fashioned and the decorating sense of Dolores Umbridge. The book鈥檚 Joyce plans outings to vegan caf茅s; the movie鈥檚 version just jokes about them.

Retirement living as designed by Columbus could be described as Hogwarts for older adults, albeit with llamas rather than hippogriffs. He builds his quartet a bountiful world at Coopers Chase, filled with friends, archery classes, and plein air painting. The converted convent is a gorgeous stone building with lush grounds, and no expense has been spared for each character鈥檚 living space. (I would very much like to sign up to live in Elizabeth鈥檚 high-ceilinged masterpiece of floor-length bookshelves and airy spaces.)

The first half of the movie is a delight. Then the body count starts rising, but no accompanying suspense builds. There鈥檚 a jump scare in a graveyard that can best be described as tedious. And the discordant notes start to pile up. It鈥檚 unfortunate that Columbus feels the need to gild the golden snitch. For instance, he adds club medallions bearing the 鈥淭MC鈥� initials 鈥� as if his characters were 12 rather than in their 70s.

Where Richard Osman鈥檚 books get richer as they go along, uncovering the losses and secrets everyone collects along the course of a life, the movie flattens out. The beauty of the series is in the profound respect with which Osman treats his characters 鈥� including the hands-down best fictional depiction of loving someone with Alzheimer鈥檚 I have ever read. Columbus and Osman are both generous-hearted men, and some of that still comes through, particularly in the hands of Mirren and Jonathan Pryce as her beloved husband, Stephen.

But the treatment of Polish handyman Bogdan Jankowski (Henry Lloyd-Hughes) and DCI Chris Hudson (Daniel Mays, doing a credible variant of his 鈥淢oonflower Murders鈥� and 鈥淢agpie Murders鈥� inspector) are likely to infuriate readers of the series. Both of those men have a bone-deep sense of decency and justice and are gently protective of the quartet. In the movie, Bogdan鈥檚 painful history has been all but eradicated, and Chris is just a typical put-upon DCI befuddled by amateurs. Faring better is PC Donna de Freitas (Naomi Ackie), who is tickled to leave parking tickets behind for the chance to solve a real murder.

鈥淭his is ever so exciting,鈥� Joyce says as she and Elizabeth disembark from a bus on a recruiting errand. 鈥淚 feel like we鈥檙e in one of those Sunday night dramas about two bright-eyed, feisty old lady detectives outsmarting the police at every turn. Do you feel like that?鈥�

鈥淣o,鈥� Elizabeth tartly replies. 鈥淎nd Joyce, never use the words 鈥榖right-eyed, feisty old ladies鈥� in my presence again.鈥�

It鈥檚 a cute exchange, and Imrie and Mirren could sell tickets to a reading of a grocery list. But 鈥淭he Thursday Murder Club,鈥� despite the best efforts of its truly superlative cast, is pretty much a Sunday night detective drama 鈥� albeit one with spectacular production values.

鈥淭he Thursday Murder Club鈥� is rated聽PG-13 for violent content/bloody images, strong language, and some sexual references. The film debuts on Netflix Aug. 28.