Thursday, 6 October 2011

Dead Man’s Folly - Agatha Christie

Ah. She did it again. How does she do it? Every time.  I always think I have it and then vzooom, in comes Mrs Christie to call me, indirectly, an idiot. Well played...

I picked a murder mystery to bring me back to my comfort zone after The Hunger Games scarred me. I cannot explain it but there is something incredibly cosy about Poirot mysteries. We are talking about murders and loss of life etc but there is nothing savage about it. Sleuthing can successfully be accomplished with a good cup of tea after all.
It’s actually always tricky finding a Poirot that I haven’t either read or watched so I was very proud of my little discovery of this unspoiled little treasure. Notice here that I said a Poirot rather than any Agatha Christie. That is because very simply, and probably unfairly, I really dislike Miss Marple stories. The plot is there but the pace just reduces me to tears! I have read seven out of the fourteen Miss Marple books and with the exception of Sleeping Murder (that was cool!) it was a snoozefest. The Body in the Library almost killed me! But Hercule Poirot is very special. Five Little Pigs  remains my absolute favourite but there are quite a few contenders like After the Funeral or Mrs McGinty’s Dead. Dead Man’s Folly is not up there but it did very well!

I really thought I had it. Honestly. I was just about to email my application for Head of Sleuthing at Scotland Yard when that twist came along. How did she come up with things like that? I always thought if Agatha Christie decided to murder anyone it would be a really clever plan and no one would be any wiser afterwards. Maybe she did actually murder people right left and center... What an unpleasant thought...


Enjoyed it: Very much

Read again: No. I never re-read murder mysteries...

304 days remaining – 15 books down, 1 unfinished,  85 left.