There’s been a murder (or two)

17 03 2018

 

The Seven Dials Mystery

Gerry Wade had proved himself to be a champion sleeper; so the other house guests decided to play a practical joke on him. Eight alarm clocks were set to go off, one after the other, starting at 6.30 a.m. But when morning arrived, one clock was missing and the prank had backfired with tragic consequences.

For Jimmy Thesiger in particular, the words ‘Seven Dials’ were to take on a new and chilling significance.

A Caribbean Mystery

An exotic holiday for Miss Marple is ruined when a retired major is killed…

As Jane Marple sat basking in the Caribbean sunshine she felt mildly discontented with life. True, the warmth eased her rheumatism, but here in paradise nothing ever happened.

Eventually, her interest was aroused by an old soldier’s yarn about a strange coincidence. Infuriatingly, just as he was about to show her an astonishing photograph, the Major’s attention wandered. He never did finished the story…

The Murder on the Links

An urgent cry for help brings Poirot to France. But he arrives too late to save his client, whose brutally stabbed body now lies face downwards in a shallow grave on a golf course.

But why is the dead man wearing his son’s overcoat? And who was the impassioned love-letter in the pocket for? Before Poirot can answer these questions, the case is turned upside down by the discovery of a second, identically murdered corpse.

I used to read a lot of Agatha Christie when I was much, much younger and found both Marple and Poirot unbelievably exotic and strange. Reading them again many years later they seem no more dated than they were in the 70s but they do retain that exotic feel.

Lots of murders then, many a twist and turn, a dead end and a missed clue, but the plotting remains immaculate, the primary characterisation impressive and the pacing generally excellent, even if Christie is of a different age. Still worth reading.

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Murder by countdown

22 01 2017

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

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Ten strangers, apparently with little in common, are lured to an island mansion off the coast of Devon by the mysterious U.N.Owen. Over dinner, a record begins to play, and the voice of an unseen host accuses each person of hiding a guilty secret. That evening, former reckless driver Tony Marston is found murdered by a deadly dose of cyanide.

The tension escalates as the survivors realise the killer is not only among them but is preparing to strike again… and again…

Really enjoyed the TV adaptation a while back and so inspired to return to the source. It’s a classic Christie and really very clever indeed. Absolutely one of her best and highly recommended.

four stars








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