A woman tells her lover - whose voice we don't hear and whose face we don't see - that she's pregnant. She seems happy hoping that he will the right thing. Then a look of horror comes over her face.
An estate agent (realtor) reports a burglary in which the only things that were taken were some leases. The only reason the detectives (lead by Jack Warner, though the film's tone is darker than Dixon of Dock Green) investigating the case - robberies were treated seriously back then - can think of why someone would steal a lease was that it contained a sample of the thief's handwriting.
They start by checking out the only short-term lease stolen. They find partial remains of a dismembered woman. This leads to further puzzles. Who was the dead woman? Why did the killer, who had been systematically destroying evidence, stop doing so before he was finished? I won't say any more to avoid spoilers.
Jigsaw is a well-made police procedural that today would be a two-hour TV movie of the Morse/Maigret variety. There a number of satisfying false leads with a nice twist towards the end, though the very last piece of the puzzle I found a bit obvious. Most of the acting is fine with the leads seemingly effortlessly believable but when some of the supports have to show emotion they go a bit over the top.
Review of Jigsaw
