A random purchase at an op shop got me back into this Norwegian crime series starring Harry Hole, the grizzled, hard-drinking, rule book-shredding, classic rock-loving detective with uncanny instincts for solving the most puzzling and heinous crimes.
There’s a kernel of a good mystery here that would probably make for an enjoyable short story, but this penultimate Hercule Poirot adventure feels both padded out and frustratingly short on substance.
A lesser-known train murder mystery from the Queen of Crime, The Mystery of the BlueTrain may not occupy the same rarefied class as Murder on the Orient Express, and Christie herself apparently hated writing it. I thought it was hardly her best, but still a decent enough read.
This claustrophobic tale of lust, murder and madness made an indelible impression on me when I first read it many years ago, and I found it just as engrossing second time around.
A collection of short stories blending mystery and romantic melodrama, about a strange crime-solving partnership that has more than a tinge of supernatural. Put it under another Christie book I appreciated much more on a re-read.
Moriarty’s light touch and sparkling writing somewhat redeems this overstuffed tale that doesn’t really succeed as either mystery, romance or family drama.
This imaginative short story collection, inspired by Hercule Poirot’s first name, riffs on the ancient Greek myths but with little grey cells replacing muscles.
My Christie re-readathon keeps coming up with pleasant surprises. I’ve never read these loosely linked short stories before, but the last Tommy and Tuppence book on my list turned out to be the most enjoyable one in the series.