Agatha Christie does thing sometimes where she is right on the cusp of something truly engaging and even possibly brilliant. But then she pulls back and breaks toward convention. It’s weird. It happened in a later novel Endless Night, where there’s a much richer and interesting novel that the shorter novel acts as an almost blueprint for, a novel not actually written. This books feels like that for me too. If you are going to start the book off with a quote detailing the ways […]
When you read the account of a murder – or, say, a fiction story based on murder – you usually begin with the murder itself. That’s all wrong.
Towards Zero by Agatha Christie
