I read this one about 6.5 months ago. I believe this was one of Agatha Christie's last books which helps explain why this one felt a tad phoned in. Lazy isn't the right word, but maybe just tired. Like she was ready to hang it up. The story was ok but just wasn't all that engaging. I still liked it more than I disliked it. But barely. This book introduced me to Ariadne Oliver. I've only read a few Agatha Christie books up to this point, but the one I read after this (hopefully I get around to posting it here sooner rather than later) also had Ms. Oliver, so I'm not sure if she's a regular recurring character or not. She reminds me a lot of Ms. Marple from her other detective novels for some reason. The Ms. Oliver character is a crime fiction author, so I also sometimes picture her as Agatha Christie herself.
Agatha Christie rankings:
- The ABC Murders
- 4:50 from Paddington
- Elephants Can Remember
- At Bertram's Hotel
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