Arthur Conan Doyle
Sherlock Holmes, Book # 9
June 16th, 1927
March 21, 2021 April 13, 2021
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'Mr Sherlock Holmes, the well-known private detective, was the victim of a murderous assault this morning which has left him in a precarious position'.
Dr Watson stops dead in his tracks when he reads of the attempt on his friend's life. The forces of nature turn against man, love breeds hatred and cowardice, mothers appear to attack their own children, and Sherlock Holmes, the one man who can redress the balance, seemingly lies at death's door ...
When an assassination attempt is made on the great detective's life it seems that no one can escape the death and dread which blights Britain...
Last (finally) book dedicated to Sherlock Holmes and very short review. This is also a collection of stories that I honestly don’t remember that much. I don’t think I’ll miss Sherlock and his cases, often all the same or better with the same formula, so I’m happy to have finished this series (but not because I liked it).
Doyle’s style is obviously old, very often his descriptions of people who are not white and European are grotesque and somewhat racist which obviously at that time were accepted but been a few years later and having progressed (at least a little) socially it bothers me.
I will also certainly not reread it because rereading a detective story when you already know the end is not the best (even if I only did it once) and I honestly don’t understand his success. Especially for the collections of short stories that I don’t find illuminating at all.