#death on the nile

[divineandmajesticinone]

Bette Davis & Maggie Smith (+ Angela Lansbury) DEATH ON THE NILE (1978) dir. John Guillermin 

#death on the nile #death on the nile 1978 #classicfilmsource #classicfilmblr #classicfilmcentral #ritahayworrth #filmgifs #fyeahmovies #moviegifs #dailyflicks #henricavyll #userpavlova #arthurpendragonns #userangela #ceremonial #tuserdana #weloveperioddrama #duchessofhastings #perioddramaedit #usersavana #perioddramasource #agatha christie #hercule poirot #bette davis #maggie smith #an iconic duo! #also their costumes in this movie WOW #mywork

[cressida-jayoungr]

One Dress a Day Challenge

November: Oscar Winners

Death on the Nile / Angela Lansbury as Salome Otterbourne

Year: 1978

Designer: Anthony Powell

It's hard to believe Angela Lansbury didn't get an Oscar nomination for her delightfully over-the-top portrayal of the sozzled romance novelist--but at least Anthony Powell got one (and won) for her delightfully over-the-top costumes. This is the outfit in which we first meet Salome, and it really tells us all we need to know about her: she's flamboyant, eccentric, and fond of lavish detail. This is her idea of an evening dress.

#death on the nile 1978 #oscar winners #angela lansbury #one dress a day challenge #one dress a week challenge #movie costumes #period film #1978 movies #1978 films #1930s style #1930s fashion #death on the nile #salome otterbourne #academy award winner #anthony powell #agatha christie #multicolored dresses #multicoloured dresses #more is more dresses

[moxyphinx]

SOPHIE OKONEDO as Salome Otterbourne in DEATH ON THE NILE (2022)

#sophie okonedo #salome otterbourne #death on the nile #agatha christie #filmedit #cinematv #femaledaily #dailywomen #dailywoc #gif #mine #so* #* #sophie okonedo saturday #she’s just so !!!

[supernormaleverything]

Obsessed with Maggie Smith’s costumes for Death on the Nile (1978)

#maggie smith #death on the nile #agatha christie #costume

[bizarrebibitch]

Dame Angela Lansbury

16/10/25-11/10/22

#angela lansbury #murder she wrote #bedknobs and broomsticks #beauty and the beast #mrs potts #anastasia #death on the nile #rip queen #rip #disney #acting

[aarontaylorsjohnson]

branagh poirot movies were made just for me and my love of high drama, period costuming, older guys with brilliant minds, glamour and exquisite visuals, always some element of mental illness or madness, love, lust, jealousy or revenge - ty mr branagh for my gift

#kenneth branagh #a haunting in venice #death on the nile #murder on the orient express #hercule poiroit #period drama

[imetacrab]

At the end of every Hercule Poirot story, he always calls an emergency meeting to find the imposter among us.

#hercule poirot #agatha christie #poirot #poirot series #agatha christie’s poirot #murder on the orient express #death on the nile #among us #amogus #sus #gaming memes #funny #shitposting #gaming #among us imposter #amongus #david suchet #video games #games #indie games

[queer-benoit-blanc]

The thing about Kenneth Branagh's portrayal of Poirot is that in isolation he has in my opinion captured the whimsy of the character better than I've seen in a while. But then he insists on placing the most silly little guy of silly little guys in tragic and cruel settings, which detracts from the extent to which he can show off his skill at being Poirot.

#hercule poirot #a haunting in venice #death on the nile #kenneth branagh

[gweelczz]

“Cat Got Your Tongue?” PT. 1

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive, smut in pt.2, Rosalie being the only woman ever, reader is a simp off rip, reader is the sister of Cab Calloway and the cousin of Billie Holiday, Rosalie has rizz

Summary: Being in love she didn't know whether she was falling or flying but she was airborne either way... or a story about a woman falling head over heels for another woman in the 1930s

Hello everyone! I am Red, I’m new to writing on this app so I hope you all enjoy my stories

—“In my solitude….”

Her voice rang out, bold but sweet being amplified by the silver microphone in front of her. A white mink wrapped around her shoulders with satin gloves to match, her gown cascading to the ground wrapping around her mid arm showing off her collarbones and shoulders. Her dark hair pinned with a side part showing off her sparkling diamond earrings she’s never been seen without.

She gripped the microphone with a ring clad hand, her face expressing an expression of pain and longing. How she longed to be kissed in the darkness of the night and held close to a warm chest as she slept. She hated sleeping alone, the bed was always so cold and too big, loneliness was a heavy cloud hanging over her pouring down sadness as she sang from her heart a song by one of het favorite artists who too understood what it was like to be alone, to crave being desired and wanted.

She quickly wiped a tear bowing her head in defeat succumbing to the emptiness in her heart, she sang once more her voice never wavering no matter how broken she was “In my solitude…”. Her auburn orbs scanned the silvery fogged room as she sang not looking for anything in particular, that is until another set of dark eyes found hers.

They belonged to a fellow woman, her skin, the perfect description of coffee beans. Eyes sparkling underneath the lights filled with curiosity, her shoulders rolled back as she stood her demeanor reeking of power mixed with independence. An arched eyebrow raised at Y/N, those dark eyes wordlessly asking her a question “who are you?”.

Y/N continued to sing to the crowd until her set came to an end. She bowed softly sweetly thanking the crowd before exiting stage left to give the spotlight to her brother Cab Calloway and his band. She made her way over to the bar ordering a drink as the upbeat jazz music rang throughout the club. She tapped her feet to the music glancing around observing her surroundings.

She wasn’t one for big places like this filled wall to wall with people, she was a homebody at heart preferring to stay home with a glass of wine and a good book. She had no interest in sleazy men who couldn’t take no for an answer or men in general for that matter. No no, she wanted to be a woman’s woman.

Y/N sighed to herself turning to face the stage when she felt a tap on her shoulder, turning to her left she prepared herself to cuss out yet another man who didn’t know how to take a hint only for the words to die in her throat.

She rendered herself speechless once she discovered who touched her, she turned coming face to face with the one and only Rosalie Otterbourne. “I.. I um..” she couldn’t bring herself to speak to the beautiful woman who decided to bless Y/N with her presence.

She opened her mouth to try again when she heard it, the sweetest sound she’d ever heard besides music. She’d heard a giggle, a soft giggle rang out from Rosalie’s throat as she stared at the speeches woman. “Cat got ya tongue honey?” She softly laughed slightly throwing her head back as she did so. Y/N thought she was beautiful from afar but she was breathtaking up close. Rosalie smirked at the other holding out her hand “I’m Rosalie, Rosalie Otterbourne niece and manager of the Salome Otterbourne. What’s your name sugar?”

Y/N swooned at the southern accent dripping from Rosalie’s lips, she took the other’s hand gently shaking it with a smile “I’m Y/N Calloway”. Rosalie’s smile faltered a bit at she gazed at the woman in front of her “as in the sister of the Cab Calloway?” Her eyes widening slightly as she spoke.

Y/N slightly chuckled, eyes flickering towards her brother on the stage who was already looking at her with a grin before turning her attention back to Rosalie. “Yes ma’am the one and only” she took a sip of her drink smiling at Rosalie, she noticed she was still holding the other’s hand as she gazed down for a second.

She quickly let go not noticing the way Rosalie frowned at this. Rosalie being the bold woman she is took Y/N’s hand into hers once more as she slid into the seat beside her. “You can hold my hand honey, I don’t mind it one bit especially if it’s a beautiful woman” Rosalie winked at Y/N before she turned her attention to the bartender ordering herself a drink. “Lord knows I shouldn’t drink on the job but a little liquid courage ain’t neva hurt nobody”

Y/N nodded her head in agreement humming as a vocal response. She took this time to take in the beauty next to her that went by the name of Rosalie. Her eyes scanned from her black hair down the black pumps her feet adorned. She knew of Ms. Otterbourne but to see her in the flesh boldly flirting with her was another. Raising her glass to her lips she downed her drink to get some courage before she shot back a flirt herself. “Well you’re one to speak Ms. Otterbourne, I’ve been blessed with the presence of a goddess”

This in turn made Rosalie turn in her seat placinga hand onto Y/N’s knee with a smirk. “Now that’s more like it, how about after my performance we go up to my room and talk as friends, I sure could use one”. Y/N nodded her head agreeing automatically, she wanted this woman and she was hell bent on making Rosalie hers. “Sounds great to me, you blow these people outta the water now ya hear?” Rosalie tilted her head back releasing a laugh while giving Y/N a glimpse of her sparkling teeth. “I shall do just that”

#letitia x reader #letitia wright x reader #letitia wright x black!reader #rosalie otterbourne × black!fem!reader #rosalie otterbourne x reader #rosalie otterbourne #death on the nile #1930s au #shuri udaku #shuri x reader #wakanda forever #surrounded movie #mo washington #mo washington x reader #jamie harrison x reader #urban hymn #jamie harrison #scotty banana #vivienne scott x reader #vivienne scott

[rosecorcoranwrites]

So apparently, in the 2022 Death on the Nile, Poirot has a tragic backstory as a soldier with a lost love & shaves his mustache at the end. That's about as bad as describing Sherlock Holmes as a high-functioning sociopath. Why do modern filmmakers despise classic detectives?

#Poirot #Hercule Poirot #Death on the Nile #Sherlock #Sherlock Holmes #BBC Sherlock #Classic mystery #Mystery #BBC's Sherlock

[divineandmajesticinone]

DEATH ON THE NILE (1978) dir. John Guillermin

#death on the nile #death on the nile 1978 #filmgifs #fyeahmovies #moviegifs #dailyflicks #filmedit #ceremonial #userpavlova #weloveperioddrama #perioddramaedit #perioddramasource #arthurpendragonns #henricavyll #userbrittany #useraurore #usersavana #classicfilmsource #classicfilmblr #ritahayworrth #useralex #tuserdana #userperioddrama #agatha christie #poirot #this movie is soooo good and the cast is amazing #mywork

[silvyysthings]

Simon 😍💙

#armie hammer #death on the nile

[muschiettistrashmouth]

I don't wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your lips - Hercule Poirot

Warnings: maybe possible spoilers for A Haunting in Venice. Also, my mother tongue isn't English so there'll be some errors probably.

Words: 539

Requested: no

Reader is frustrated for how long she wants to kiss Poirot.

Here's part two.

When Ariadne Oliver asked Hercule Poirot for help, he asked you to come along. He didn't believe in ghosts, but you seemed amazed by the idea and just seeing you smile made the man's heart warm.

The night that was supposed to be fun soon took the opposite direction. The medium, Mrs Reynolds, was dead. Poirot locked all the exits and the rain outside beat hard against the windows.

Your arms had goose bumps, even with your long-sleeved dress, the wind was still chilling.

"How are you my dear?" Poirot asked, gently touching your shoulder.

"Im great..." your face heated up, cheeks were pink. It was always like this when you were together. Just one touch or look from him and your face would heat up. For years you had dreamed of feeling his lips on yours, that intimate touch that only his ex had the pleasure of feeling. The sensation was not new, but once again it was ignored due to your shyness and lack of courage and obviously, because of the crime that had occurred.

The legend was that the ghosts of the children at the orphanage killed them in revenge for what had happened to them, but of course Poirot did not believe this. Not that you believed in ghosts, but everything seemed to fit the legend so well.

*

The detective was doing his individual interviews with everyone present. You wanted to know how he was after they tried to drown him in the bowl of apples. You were really worried about him.

"Y/N" Ariadne caught your attention.

You were in the room where they tried to drown Poirot, you were distracted, staring at the apples floating in the water.

"Yes?" Your gaze returned to the writer's face.

"Have you guys ever...?" She moved her hands in front of her body, not really knowing if she was crossing some barrier she shouldn't have, but she didn't really care about it at the moment.

"Evrr... what?" Your expression was confused.

"Well, you two are very close, I was wondering if you've ever, you know, kissed." Ariadne felt like a little girl at school talking about these things.

"..." your face became even redder. "N-no, it's so hard with the whole Katherine thing. And sometimes I just want to…" a little cry of frustration left your throat before you could stop it.

Apparently your scream was louder than expected, because in a matter of seconds Poirot and everyone else in the house burst through the door, scaring you and Ariadne.

"Are you okay?" The detective's hands cupped your face, his face was steeped in worry.

"I am, it was just..." you swallowed, asking Ariadne for help with a look.

"We swore we saw a ghost!" This was the worst excuse for that moment, you didn't want to look foolish in his presence.

He giggled. GIGGLED! and held your shoulders affectionately.

"It's okay. Come on, maybe if you help me you won't be so scared."

Little did he know that he was torturing you more than helping. Well, maybe one day your courage would arise and you would finally kiss him and tell him how much you loved him. Until then, helping him would be enough for you.

#fandom imagines #hercule poirot x reader #hercule poirot #a haunting in venice #death on the nile

[lady-of-the-spirit]

My fave part of Death on the Nile (movie) is that Poirot didn't actually need to ask Bouc about Rosalie, because he already knew they were in a relationship and only needed to know about Rosalie's life, but Poirot just wanted a chance to ask his friend about his romantic life, let Bouc gush a bit about her, and tell Bouc how happy he was for them. And the way Poirot decided to bring it up was tell Bouc he's too much of a manwhore to not notice Rosalie.

#so glad bouc didn't die and he and rosalie got married :) #death on the nile #hercule poirot #death on the nile 2022 #bouc #xavier bouc #monsieur bouc #i'm saying stuff

[therefugeofbooks]

coffee shop AU kind of day

#waiting for the love of my life ofc #booklr #books #book photography #death on the nile #morte no nilo #agatha christie #read in 2023 #coffee shops #books and coffee #the refuge of books

[blackscarabfilmz]

Hey check out what I found at work! Agatha Chris-tea!

#agatha christie #mystery #sleuth #murder on the orient express #death on the nile #hercule poirot #tea #harney & sons #hot leaf juice #computer #funny