I supose that as long as there have been chess matches, there have been people who HAVE to win---so why do we feel that the young man, Harvey, represents what's wrong with the world today? Me, at all costs! Me, even if he's better. Me, even if I have to, yes, kill him.
The scene in the restarant, where both men are drawn into playing a chess game with all available eating and seasoning utensils (the checkerboard tableclth inspires them) is SO wonderful!
The old man, who is so sweet, he is alost uncomfortable with the knowledge that he is the better player, never suspects a thing, until he is lured into a horrible death. Um...almost.
Thank God for Columbo--one of only two men who can make me laugh without swearing, and who actually blushes when anyone sugests anything having to o with sex!





