If you’re tired of the gritty, depressing true crime documentaries where everyone ends up crying, this is the antidote. Murder On The Heath is like a murder mystery that had a few glasses of wine and decided to get silly. It’s chaotic, it’s brilliantly stupid, and it will make you feel like a genius by comparison because, let’s face it, you’d probably find a clue before they do. The final reveal? Let’s just say the murderer is always someone you didn’t suspect, but for a completely moronic reason, like "He had too much garlic on his breath."
So, clear your schedule. Pour yourself a large glass of something. And prepare for the most fun you’ll have yelling at a TV screen since you argued with the mystery box on a cooking show. Murder On The Heath is proof that sometimes, the best entertainment is watching six regular people try to solve a puzzle that was designed by a madman. And you won’t regret a single second of it. Even if you do end up shouting, "Check the raccoon’s pockets!"
