Today I will review something a bit older. Oldies but Goldies. “The Mysterious Affair at Styles” by Agatha Christie
Blurb (from Amazon) :
Agatha Christie’s first ever murder mystery.
With impeccable timing Hercule Poirot, the renowned Belgian detective, makes his dramatic entrance on to the English crime stage.
Recently, there had been some strange goings on at Styles St Mary. Evelyn, constant companion to old Mrs Inglethorp, had stormed out of the house muttering something about ‘a lot of sharks’. And with her, something indefinable had gone from the atmosphere. Her presence had spelt security. Now the air seemed rife with suspicion and impending evil.
A shattered coffee cup, a splash of candle grease, a bed of begonias… all Poirot required to display his now legendary powers of detection.
Did I like it?
How could I not? One of my four favourite ‘detectives’. Told by Hastings who has his problems of getting the thought patterns of the well-dressed Belgian detective
What I didn’t like?
That it took me nearly 40 years to read it. That I still don’t get why Agatha Christie didn’t like her own creation. That it was over too soon.
Would I recommend it?
If you like a murder mystery without description of violence. A detective searching, thinking and solving the mystery only with ‘his little grey cells. Go for it, it’s worth every minute you spend with it. If you want to add a little visual pleasure, watch the impersonation of David Suchet after you’ve read it. Could be the reason why Agatha Christie didn’t like her detective. She never saw David Suchet impersonating Hercule Poirot. Every episode is worth it. 19 out of 20 points.