Man on the Train. Naming Johnny Hallyday was a big clue indeed.

Bedridden and partially blind,
he released the real from its rind;
and said: Let there be blue
and saw it was true
and retired his body and mind.

Derek Jarman's Blue

And a limerick that's more than just a drill or an amusement. Gorgeous, Walter.

Though the passengers felt aggravated,
The officer seemed educated,
Polite and well-spoken,
His English unbroken.
“I was at Oxford”, he stated.

But one didn’t buy it; instead,
Gilbert clobbered the chap on the head.
“What on earth …!” they exclaimed,
So Gilbert explained:
“I was at Cambridge”, he said.

Shelley Winters heroically died in
This movie where passengers ridin'
A luxury ship
That did a big flip
Learned it's foolish to tick off Poseidon.

A bit of an Adventure, though, eh, RogerBob?

Still puzzled by yours, Brian. Should I Ask a Policeman?

Yes, one incident from the film wasn't much of a clue. Here's another:


The tune of this sweet serenade
Must be memorised; later, replayed,
For the song is in code,
And the notes of this ode
Are a message that must be relayed.

Is this the same film, Brian?

It was more than a mere passing tiff:
She shot that damn rapist! The stiff
Was dead, but instead
Of remaining, she fled
With her friend and drove off of a cliff.