🎬 A Netflix Review of The Thursday Murder Club
The poster sets you up for a wild ride: Helen Mirren, Pierce Brosnan, Ben Kingsley — a cast so loaded it feels like the Ocean’s Eleven of retirement homes. Netflix even slaps on the “comedy” tag, making you believe you’re in for a witty, star-powered romp. But once the movie starts rolling, the reality sets in fast: this isn’t the high-energy, laugh-out-loud adventure you were promised. It’s a slow-burn, slightly stuffy murder mystery that never quite figures out what it wants to be.
The Setup 🔍
At the heart of the story is a group of seniors in a retirement community who spend their free time solving old cold cases. When an actual murder happens close to home, their hobby turns into a real investigation.
Just in case the main plot isn’t enough, the script throws in a second victim and the classic “greedy developer wants to take over the retirement home” subplot. It’s all very familiar, like a mystery you’ve read before but forgot halfway through.
The Cast vs. the Comedy 🎭
Helen Mirren and Pierce Brosnan bring their A-game, but even their combined star power can’t lift the material. Brosnan in particular feels oddly miscast — his usual charisma clashes with the awkward attempts at humor, leaving his performance feeling forced.
And that promised “comedy”? It never really arrives. The tone is too serious to be funny, but too formulaic to be gripping suspense. It just sort of… sits there, politely existing.
Final Word 🧐
If you’re looking for something cozy to throw on in the background while you cook dinner or fold laundry, The Thursday Murder Club will do the job. But if you came for laughs, clever twists, or a genuinely fresh take on the genre, you’ll be disappointed.
My Rating: 2 out of 5 — saved only by the talent of the cast.
👉 In short: this isn’t a comedy, it isn’t a thriller — it’s just a retirement home mystery that feels more like a nap than a Netflix night.
