Hercule Poirot, Book # 6
March 29th 1928
October 5, 2021 October 12, 2021
A mysterious woman, a legendary cursed jewel, and a night train to the French riviera -- ingredients for the perfect romance or the perfect crime? When the train stops, the jewel is missing, and the woman is found dead in her compartment. It's the perfect mystery, filled with passion, greed, deceit. And Hercule Poirot is the perfect detective to solve it...
Today I’m opening another category, review of books of which I don’t have a lot to say, for this reason they are minis.
About the book
Sixth book in the series dedicated to Poirot. Here he is without his trusty Dr Hastings and is travelling to the Cote d’Azur when a high society woman is found strangled. There are many suspects, but the police are unable to find who is the responsible of the murder. Obviously, only the great Poirot will be able to solve the case.
What I think
Maybe this is Agatha Christie’s book that I liked most (no, I forgot how much I loved The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, thanks * emmie * on youtube for reminding me, even if you didn’t like it in the end that much), although apparently it’s not her greatest masterpiece. The case is interesting and perhaps because I had no expectations, I didn’t understand who the killer was until almost the end.
The case, then, seems simple, but it isn’t, even if I suspected that person (not the killer, another person who is involved in something) from the beginning. I know cryptic, but if I tell you everything then you will not have the pleasure of reading it.
Obviously, when Poirot started talking about how he solved the case, I understood enough, but the fact remains that the reading was pleasant. It is also a short read, which can be done in one or two afternoons because it is very fluent and there are many intrigues.
I recommend this book even if apparently not everyone liked it.