Miss Fisher and the Crypt of Tears

Reasonable nonsense without ever really transcending its TV origins, this knows what the audience is here for (basically, Essie Davis looking fabulous in a bunch of different outfits dropping bon mots and solving crimes) and gives us as much of it as possible (she gets through four costume changes in the first ten minutes). It's at least partially aware of its own absurdity, but the actual plot tends to drag just a bit as the mix of ancient curses and British skullduggery in and around 1929 Palestine never really adds up to anything particularly special. There's not a lot around Davis to really get invested in (even Miriam Margoyles, usually a guaranteed scene stealer, doesn't get much to do), though there is a lot of period charm in the sets and costumes. Still mostly enjoyable.