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Agatha Christie
5,191?books71.2k?followersAgatha Christie also wrote romance novels under the pseudonym Mary Westmacott, and was occasionally published under the name Agatha Christie Mallowan.
Dame Agatha Mary Clarissa Christie, Lady Mallowan, DBE (n¨¦e Miller) was an English writer known for her 66 detective novels and 14 short story collections, particularly those revolving around fictional detectives Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple. She also wrote the world's longest-running play, the murder mystery The Mousetrap, which has been performed in the West End of London since 1952. A writer during the "Golden Age of Detective Fiction", Christie has been called the "Queen of Crime". She also wrote six novels under the pseudonym Mary Westmacott. In 1971, she was made a Dame (DBE) by Queen Elizabeth II for her contributions to literature. Guinness World Records lists Christie as the best-selling fiction writer of all time, her novels having sold more than two billion copies.
This best-selling author of all time wrote 66 crime novels and story collections, fourteen plays, and six novels under a pseudonym in romance. Her books sold more than a billion copies in the English language and a billion in translation. According to Index Translationum, people translated her works into 103 languages at least, the most for an individual author. Of the most enduring figures in crime literature, she created Hercule Poirot and Miss Jane Marple. She atuhored The Mousetrap, the longest-running play in the history of modern theater.
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Dame Agatha Mary Clarissa Christie, Lady Mallowan, DBE (n¨¦e Miller) was an English writer known for her 66 detective novels and 14 short story collections, particularly those revolving around fictional detectives Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple. She also wrote the world's longest-running play, the murder mystery The Mousetrap, which has been performed in the West End of London since 1952. A writer during the "Golden Age of Detective Fiction", Christie has been called the "Queen of Crime". She also wrote six novels under the pseudonym Mary Westmacott. In 1971, she was made a Dame (DBE) by Queen Elizabeth II for her contributions to literature. Guinness World Records lists Christie as the best-selling fiction writer of all time, her novels having sold more than two billion copies.
This best-selling author of all time wrote 66 crime novels and story collections, fourteen plays, and six novels under a pseudonym in romance. Her books sold more than a billion copies in the English language and a billion in translation. According to Index Translationum, people translated her works into 103 languages at least, the most for an individual author. Of the most enduring figures in crime literature, she created Hercule Poirot and Miss Jane Marple. She atuhored The Mousetrap, the longest-running play in the history of modern theater.
Associated Names:
Agata Christie
Agata Kristi
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April 26, 2022
Dead Man's Folly (Hercule Poirot #33), Agatha Christie
With Mrs Oliver, Poirot discovers Marlene dead in the boathouse. Hattie cannot be found. Mrs Oliver produces an abundance of theories to explain the murder and the disappearance, while the police and Poirot narrow the field from all attending the fete, to those familiar with the Murder Hunt.
The investigation focuses first on Etienne de Sousa and briefly on Amanda Brewis. Further confusion is added by the behaviour of the Legges, staying in a cottage on the estate and whose marriage is in trouble.
After weeks of no progress, Poirot visits Devon again, learning that Hattie is still missing. Merdell, the old boatman, who drowned, was Marlene's grandfather.
Poirot puts together several stray clues: Marlene's grandfather had seen a woman's body in the woods; Marlene received small sums of money used to make small purchases, now in her younger sister's possession. Merdell had told Poirot mischievously that there would "always be Folliats at Nasse House". ...
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With Mrs Oliver, Poirot discovers Marlene dead in the boathouse. Hattie cannot be found. Mrs Oliver produces an abundance of theories to explain the murder and the disappearance, while the police and Poirot narrow the field from all attending the fete, to those familiar with the Murder Hunt.
The investigation focuses first on Etienne de Sousa and briefly on Amanda Brewis. Further confusion is added by the behaviour of the Legges, staying in a cottage on the estate and whose marriage is in trouble.
After weeks of no progress, Poirot visits Devon again, learning that Hattie is still missing. Merdell, the old boatman, who drowned, was Marlene's grandfather.
Poirot puts together several stray clues: Marlene's grandfather had seen a woman's body in the woods; Marlene received small sums of money used to make small purchases, now in her younger sister's possession. Merdell had told Poirot mischievously that there would "always be Folliats at Nasse House". ...
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August 22, 2017
For those who have read my reviews in the past, I have mentioned that I enjoy reading mysteries as palette cleansers in between denser reads. I use the summer school vacation to read a lot of classics, nonfiction, and poetry collections that I may not have time for during a busy school schedule. Yet, it is impossible to maintain this level of reading all the time, and, rather than go into a reading slump, I read mysteries. I have a few favorite contemporary authors, but I still measure all mysteries against the queen of crime herself, Dame . This year, I am participating in a Miss Marple challenge in the group Reading the Detectives, but my favorite Christie character has been the Belgian sleuth Hercule Poirot. When I found an opportunity to fit a Poirot mystery into my schedule, I selected in order to exercise my little gray cells.
Crime writer Ariadne Oliver has invited Hercule Poirot to Lassecombe to assist her in judging a murder scavenger hunt. The owners of Lasse House Sir George and Hattie Stubbs along with the myriad of servants and workers who live on the grounds thought that a fete and murder mystery would be a fun summer diversion for the tourists who frequent the area. The Stubbs called on Oliver to devise a crime scene, but, like any astute mystery writer, Oliver noticed some strange happenings on the premises and called on Poirot to help with the fete; however, she really wanted his help in sleuthing. Never one to shy from either a case or a holiday, Poirot gladly visits Lasse House to investigate, and, as predicted, senses some odd occurrences on the estate.
As in many of both the Poirot and Miss Marple cases I have read, a murder, or in this case murders, take place, and the local police are left baffled as to whodunit and any possible motives or weapons. The inspectors turn to Poirot for assistance as he is conveniently already in the area to judge the scavenger hunt. At first Poirot is as clueless as the local detectives because he sees no one who would want to murder an innocent fourteen year old girl much less Mrs. Hattie Stubbs. There are is no shortage of suspects or places to hide a body, yet, in his investigation, Poirot is left stumped and returns to London to take yet another holiday, this time from the case.
Another element in Christie cases is that she peels off layer upon layer of her case. When it might appear obvious to amateur sleuths reading at home who committed the crime, Christie has Poirot or Miss Marple exclaim that they knew all along what happened, and usually this revealing piece of information had been in plain sight all along. Poirot uses his gray cells while questioning the residents of Lasse House, and, of course, an fairly innocent conversation leads him to solve the case. All the while, I was as stumped as the local police forces, so I read on to see how Christie has Poirot unravel the clues and bring the murderer to justice.
With a new version of Murder on the Orient Express due to hit theaters soon, Christie and Poirot remain on the forefront of murder mysteries today. I found to be typical of a Poirot case, but, as Hercule Poirot is still one of my favorite detectives, typical does its role in having my exercise my own little gray cells in reading a mystery rather than taking a reading break. In anticipation of this new film, I am sure that this will not be the last time that I read a Hercule Poirot case this year. I look forward to exercising those little gray cells again, and rate this mystery an entertaining 3.75 stars.
Crime writer Ariadne Oliver has invited Hercule Poirot to Lassecombe to assist her in judging a murder scavenger hunt. The owners of Lasse House Sir George and Hattie Stubbs along with the myriad of servants and workers who live on the grounds thought that a fete and murder mystery would be a fun summer diversion for the tourists who frequent the area. The Stubbs called on Oliver to devise a crime scene, but, like any astute mystery writer, Oliver noticed some strange happenings on the premises and called on Poirot to help with the fete; however, she really wanted his help in sleuthing. Never one to shy from either a case or a holiday, Poirot gladly visits Lasse House to investigate, and, as predicted, senses some odd occurrences on the estate.
As in many of both the Poirot and Miss Marple cases I have read, a murder, or in this case murders, take place, and the local police are left baffled as to whodunit and any possible motives or weapons. The inspectors turn to Poirot for assistance as he is conveniently already in the area to judge the scavenger hunt. At first Poirot is as clueless as the local detectives because he sees no one who would want to murder an innocent fourteen year old girl much less Mrs. Hattie Stubbs. There are is no shortage of suspects or places to hide a body, yet, in his investigation, Poirot is left stumped and returns to London to take yet another holiday, this time from the case.
Another element in Christie cases is that she peels off layer upon layer of her case. When it might appear obvious to amateur sleuths reading at home who committed the crime, Christie has Poirot or Miss Marple exclaim that they knew all along what happened, and usually this revealing piece of information had been in plain sight all along. Poirot uses his gray cells while questioning the residents of Lasse House, and, of course, an fairly innocent conversation leads him to solve the case. All the while, I was as stumped as the local police forces, so I read on to see how Christie has Poirot unravel the clues and bring the murderer to justice.
With a new version of Murder on the Orient Express due to hit theaters soon, Christie and Poirot remain on the forefront of murder mysteries today. I found to be typical of a Poirot case, but, as Hercule Poirot is still one of my favorite detectives, typical does its role in having my exercise my own little gray cells in reading a mystery rather than taking a reading break. In anticipation of this new film, I am sure that this will not be the last time that I read a Hercule Poirot case this year. I look forward to exercising those little gray cells again, and rate this mystery an entertaining 3.75 stars.
August 3, 2017
There's something to be said about red herrings and clues. When an author of the crime genre renders it impossible to distinguish between the two, it means that the book one is reading is worth praise.
Praise Dame Christie with great praise. Indeed, the queen of crime is also the first cozy mystery writer. This is a claim I make without delving into the history of cozies but I found this fact often online.
Hercule Poirot nabs the criminal. But how wonderful it was that the criminal is not on scene being undone by the Belgian detective. When Christie wants to write, she can write. The brilliantly unraveled case, without the murderer present. Some times events like this misfire, but not here.
Praise Dame Christie with great praise. Indeed, the queen of crime is also the first cozy mystery writer. This is a claim I make without delving into the history of cozies but I found this fact often online.
Hercule Poirot nabs the criminal. But how wonderful it was that the criminal is not on scene being undone by the Belgian detective. When Christie wants to write, she can write. The brilliantly unraveled case, without the murderer present. Some times events like this misfire, but not here.
August 13, 2020
Review to follow, but a wonderful story, especially with Mrs Ariadne Oliver.
So this is book 31 (or 32) in the ongoing Buddy Read of all the Poirot novels, and far from becoming bored with Poirot, I have come across novels, like this one, that I have never read before. And in addition, like this book, I have experienced some real gems.
In this adventure, Poirot gets involved in a country fayre, when his friend Mrs Ariadne Oliver, the famous detective novelist (Sven ! ) invites him to present the prizes for her murder mystery trail. However there is another, more serious, reason she has invited him, in that she has a bad feeling about something to do with the fayre, but she cannot put her finger on exactly what is giving her this ominous feeling.
Poirot arrives as a guest at the country house prior to the fayre so gets to see all the "players" before disaster strikes on the day of the fayre itself, the corpse dies, a wicked cousin arrives, foreign students invade and the lady of the manner vanishes. All in a days work for M. Poirot.
A wonderful story with many twists and turns, that demonstrates that Poirot still has "the little grey cells"
So this is book 31 (or 32) in the ongoing Buddy Read of all the Poirot novels, and far from becoming bored with Poirot, I have come across novels, like this one, that I have never read before. And in addition, like this book, I have experienced some real gems.
In this adventure, Poirot gets involved in a country fayre, when his friend Mrs Ariadne Oliver, the famous detective novelist (Sven ! ) invites him to present the prizes for her murder mystery trail. However there is another, more serious, reason she has invited him, in that she has a bad feeling about something to do with the fayre, but she cannot put her finger on exactly what is giving her this ominous feeling.
Poirot arrives as a guest at the country house prior to the fayre so gets to see all the "players" before disaster strikes on the day of the fayre itself, the corpse dies, a wicked cousin arrives, foreign students invade and the lady of the manner vanishes. All in a days work for M. Poirot.
A wonderful story with many twists and turns, that demonstrates that Poirot still has "the little grey cells"
July 6, 2023
Ariadne Oliver has a bad feeling about the murder she's planning.
Of course, Mrs. Oliver is only killing for charity. As a famous mystery writer, she's been asked to plan a fake murder and organize the hunt for clues.
But there's just something indefinably wrong with the situation. And when she thinks about it for a second?
Hey! I know a guy...
In typical Mrs. Oliver fashion, she informs Poirot that he needs to immediately pack his bags and head her way whether he wants to or not.
And in typical Poirot fashion, his curiosity gets the better of him and he shows up in time to meet everyone involved before all the murdering starts.
Ok, so as much as I love good old Hastings, Ariadne Oliver is my absolute favorite Poirot sidekick. I think it's because it's almost like a funny version of Agatha Christie interacting with her own character on the page.
The mystery is pretty decent, too. Disguises, secret histories, blackmail, and scary foreigners!
Good stuff.
In case you were wondering:
Dead Man's Folly was an expanded version of Hercule Poirot and the Greenshore Folly, which was published posthumously as a short.
There are differences between the two stories, but the reason Christie originally abandoned Greenshore Folly was that it was too long to be in a magazine.
So? <--you say
Well, the proceeds of the magazine story were supposed to go to her church for renovations. Instead, she ended up writing and giving the money for that one to the church.
You're welcome for this useless bit of trivia.
Of course, Mrs. Oliver is only killing for charity. As a famous mystery writer, she's been asked to plan a fake murder and organize the hunt for clues.
But there's just something indefinably wrong with the situation. And when she thinks about it for a second?
Hey! I know a guy...
In typical Mrs. Oliver fashion, she informs Poirot that he needs to immediately pack his bags and head her way whether he wants to or not.
And in typical Poirot fashion, his curiosity gets the better of him and he shows up in time to meet everyone involved before all the murdering starts.
Ok, so as much as I love good old Hastings, Ariadne Oliver is my absolute favorite Poirot sidekick. I think it's because it's almost like a funny version of Agatha Christie interacting with her own character on the page.
The mystery is pretty decent, too. Disguises, secret histories, blackmail, and scary foreigners!
Good stuff.
In case you were wondering:
Dead Man's Folly was an expanded version of Hercule Poirot and the Greenshore Folly, which was published posthumously as a short.
There are differences between the two stories, but the reason Christie originally abandoned Greenshore Folly was that it was too long to be in a magazine.
So? <--you say
Well, the proceeds of the magazine story were supposed to go to her church for renovations. Instead, she ended up writing and giving the money for that one to the church.
You're welcome for this useless bit of trivia.
February 7, 2017
Hercule Poirot stood in front of the gathered group, toying with his ostentatious mustache and proclaimed, ¡°Using my methods of deduction I have ascertained with much ingenuity, the vexing solution to this crime.¡±
He paused to build the on the moment and allow his words of triumph to have their greatest effect.
¡°The Jacuzzi salesman dressed in a gimp outfit, first rendered our victim unconscious with a sharp blow to the back of the head; drugged him; then gutted him with a Samurai sword that belonged to Mr. Fapanew, the gardner; chopped the body into little pieces; fed these pieces to wolves and buried what was left of the body under the magnolia patch in front of the house.
Poirot beamed and was bursting with delight at his mental prowess.
Gasps and shouting ensued. Lady Marmalade fainted into Lord Gout-Bladder¡¯s arms. Sir Basil Bareback-Rider vomited into a rare Ming vase.
¡°Are you off your nut? My cousin was strangled, you French nitwit. We found the body in the kitchen area with a tea bag stuffed into his mouth and a plane ticket for Tangiers in his right breast pocket.¡±
¡°I am not French, Monsieur, I am Belgian.¡± Pointing to his forehead, ¡°The little gray cells have never let me down and if it is how you say, then who is buried under the magnolia bush?¡±
¡°I wouldn¡¯t know, you twit, we¡¯re on an ocean liner.¡±
Kids, sadly, the Scooby Gang and the Harlem Globetrotters were not available to bail Poirot out on this one.
A real review: Although this one isn¡¯t top tier Poirot, it¡¯s a good one, with Christie¡¯s trademark wit and a mystery that left me guessing up until the last chapter. Set during a planned Murder Mystery Event, Christie includes her mystery writer stand in ¨C Ariadne Oliver.
This was made into a computer game, with all sorts of fun clues at one¡¯s fingertips.
Note the absence of a ball gag, cattle prod, hypodermic needle and bottle of Mad Dog 20/20.
June 3, 2022
Agatha Christie Book Reading Challenge
BOOK 28 :- MAR 2021
4.25 STARS
BOOK 28 :- MAR 2021
4.25 STARS
September 4, 2022
Dead Man's Folly is a great Hercule Poirot story & as I've read the book & seen the TV adaptation I thought I'd give this audio version a listen.
Narrator David Suchet obviously brings Poirot to life with ease, but he also provides a wealth of accents for all the other characters as well. Occasionally an accent will be a little over the top, but then so is the novel I suppose. A great story & another new way to enjoy it once again. And here's my previous review from earlier this year....
When a book opens with famous crime novelist Ariadne Oliver inviting detective Hercule Poirot to judge a Murder Hunt at a Devon fete you know you're in for a fun read. Dead Man's Folly is an expanded version of Agatha Christie's short story Hercule Poirot & the Greenshore Folly, but it's just as fast paced as the original.
The thing I love most about this novel is the setting of Nasse House, which is based on Christie's holiday home of Greenway near Dartmouth. Greenway, now owned by the National Trust, is a place I've visited many times & it's wonderful having Poirot solve a murder in a setting so familiar to me.
I've wanted to read this novel for a while, but have waited until now because this month my family & I will be spending a week on holiday at Greenway House. Let's just hope that we don't find a dead body in the old boat house!
Narrator David Suchet obviously brings Poirot to life with ease, but he also provides a wealth of accents for all the other characters as well. Occasionally an accent will be a little over the top, but then so is the novel I suppose. A great story & another new way to enjoy it once again. And here's my previous review from earlier this year....
When a book opens with famous crime novelist Ariadne Oliver inviting detective Hercule Poirot to judge a Murder Hunt at a Devon fete you know you're in for a fun read. Dead Man's Folly is an expanded version of Agatha Christie's short story Hercule Poirot & the Greenshore Folly, but it's just as fast paced as the original.
The thing I love most about this novel is the setting of Nasse House, which is based on Christie's holiday home of Greenway near Dartmouth. Greenway, now owned by the National Trust, is a place I've visited many times & it's wonderful having Poirot solve a murder in a setting so familiar to me.
I've wanted to read this novel for a while, but have waited until now because this month my family & I will be spending a week on holiday at Greenway House. Let's just hope that we don't find a dead body in the old boat house!
September 23, 2016
This one has a perfect setting for a murder mystery : Starts with a "Murder Hunt" (A treasure hunt with a twist) and things start going wrong.
The murder seems without a motive at all & the victim has no known enemies And the mystery keeps deepening. Looking back,the finer clues were very carefully placed right before you, like missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
The characters, the setting & the story all are great. The only complain is that Poirot's part in entire investigation is very limited. Overall not Poirot's greatest case but the mystery part keeps you hooked & the ending is satisfying. 3.5/5
The murder seems without a motive at all & the victim has no known enemies And the mystery keeps deepening. Looking back,the finer clues were very carefully placed right before you, like missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
The characters, the setting & the story all are great. The only complain is that Poirot's part in entire investigation is very limited. Overall not Poirot's greatest case but the mystery part keeps you hooked & the ending is satisfying. 3.5/5
January 14, 2021
Poirot #31: Enter Ariadne Oliver, celebrated mystery writer, who is one of the most interesting and refreshing additions to the Poirot world, giving Christie a chance to do a little self-deprecating meta-fictional commentary on mystery writing, and herself as mystery writer.
¡°I mean, what can you say about how you write your books? What I mean is, first you've got to think of something, and then when you've thought of it you've got to force yourself to sit down and write it. That's all"--Ariadne Oliver
Christie gets a chance through Oliver to fictionally respond to criticism of her writing mainly about rich people (which is true!), so she makes everyone go out of their way to disdain George and Hattie Stubbs as vain and shallow rich people.
¡°It¡¯s nice to be rich, isn¡¯t it?¡±¡ªLady Stubbs
Oliver is one of those critics; she disdains the Stubbs. Christie is also consistently criticized for being ethnocentric, possibly racist, so she goes out of her way to comment through Oliver and other characters on racism in this volume, finally.
The Plot: Oliver is contacted by these two (rich!) people who want to stage a murder mystery (a kind of interactive play) at their estate, so they hire her to plan the event. She smells something fishy, so invites Poirot in to make sure there is only a play about a murder, and not an actual murder within the murder mystery performance. Oliver has Marlene, 14, play the murder victim, to be strangled by a rope. [spoiler alert!] Which actually happens, my goodness! So Poirot fails in his first job. Then Mrs. Stubbs also seems to have disappeared. And an old man. . . and the case(s) go unsolved for weeks.
Some things I like or at least find interesting:
*Interesting names, locations: Helmouth, Folly, Inspector Bland
(Wait: what do you mean you don¡¯t know what "folly" architecture is, and are just lazy enough not to google it for yourself. Okay, okay, a folly is a building constructed primarily for decoration.
Here¡¯s some examples:
*Marlene, at 14, is the youngest victim in all of the Poirot books I have read. Christie never kills off kids, until now.
Some things I don¡¯t like:
*What now seem to me tired clich¨¦s: ¡°nervous¡± suspects and insolent, uncooperative suspects, all of whom become obvious red herrings. This is your 31st Poirot, come on, Agatha!
*Most people in Christie stories suspect that the murders are done by ¡°madmen¡± or ¡°psychopaths¡± or ¡°maniacs¡± in every story. But what we already know is that these people never commit the murders. Never.
*The plot is more than solid for a mystery, and if you only read one or two Christies, this book is more than fine, but it is on the whole for her an unremarkable book, just okay.
Though two inspectors, Bland and Hoskins, do a lot of the relatively useless work of investigating throughout the book, Poirot (of course) cracks the case, bringing in a lot of information in the last ten pages we never knew about the key characters. But why should we be surprised? As he says,
¡°Remember that, Madame, I, Hercule Poirot, do not give up.¡±
It was a very typical exit line.--Christie
PS I also picked up a graphic novel adaptation of this book, by Marek, written for a series.
¡°I mean, what can you say about how you write your books? What I mean is, first you've got to think of something, and then when you've thought of it you've got to force yourself to sit down and write it. That's all"--Ariadne Oliver
Christie gets a chance through Oliver to fictionally respond to criticism of her writing mainly about rich people (which is true!), so she makes everyone go out of their way to disdain George and Hattie Stubbs as vain and shallow rich people.
¡°It¡¯s nice to be rich, isn¡¯t it?¡±¡ªLady Stubbs
Oliver is one of those critics; she disdains the Stubbs. Christie is also consistently criticized for being ethnocentric, possibly racist, so she goes out of her way to comment through Oliver and other characters on racism in this volume, finally.
The Plot: Oliver is contacted by these two (rich!) people who want to stage a murder mystery (a kind of interactive play) at their estate, so they hire her to plan the event. She smells something fishy, so invites Poirot in to make sure there is only a play about a murder, and not an actual murder within the murder mystery performance. Oliver has Marlene, 14, play the murder victim, to be strangled by a rope. [spoiler alert!] Which actually happens, my goodness! So Poirot fails in his first job. Then Mrs. Stubbs also seems to have disappeared. And an old man. . . and the case(s) go unsolved for weeks.
Some things I like or at least find interesting:
*Interesting names, locations: Helmouth, Folly, Inspector Bland
(Wait: what do you mean you don¡¯t know what "folly" architecture is, and are just lazy enough not to google it for yourself. Okay, okay, a folly is a building constructed primarily for decoration.
Here¡¯s some examples:
*Marlene, at 14, is the youngest victim in all of the Poirot books I have read. Christie never kills off kids, until now.
Some things I don¡¯t like:
*What now seem to me tired clich¨¦s: ¡°nervous¡± suspects and insolent, uncooperative suspects, all of whom become obvious red herrings. This is your 31st Poirot, come on, Agatha!
*Most people in Christie stories suspect that the murders are done by ¡°madmen¡± or ¡°psychopaths¡± or ¡°maniacs¡± in every story. But what we already know is that these people never commit the murders. Never.
*The plot is more than solid for a mystery, and if you only read one or two Christies, this book is more than fine, but it is on the whole for her an unremarkable book, just okay.
Though two inspectors, Bland and Hoskins, do a lot of the relatively useless work of investigating throughout the book, Poirot (of course) cracks the case, bringing in a lot of information in the last ten pages we never knew about the key characters. But why should we be surprised? As he says,
¡°Remember that, Madame, I, Hercule Poirot, do not give up.¡±
It was a very typical exit line.--Christie
PS I also picked up a graphic novel adaptation of this book, by Marek, written for a series.
October 8, 2021
This has got to be one of the most intricate and complex murder mysteries out there. It is really interesting and fun to read, but there are so many moving parts that you just have to accept that you won't be able to solve this one. Christie portrays every character as especially suspicious and there are more clues given than you can keep track of. Poirot could not have solved this without the luck of being at every right place at every right time and having every person completely open up to him upon first meeting him. (less)
Ratings:- 4.5 Stars
Ratings:- 4.5 Stars
May 20, 2020
A good plot which wasn't properly realized is what I felt about this installment of the Poirot series. Truly; when the story ended with Poirot's fantastic conclusion I was agape. It was like I certainly had missed many vital clues or got mixed up red herrings with the real clues. Perhaps I did. But here is the thing. The story was promising to be entertaining in the beginning. The tension, suspicion, and excitement were correctly built. It was a great premise - a staged mock murder-mystery ending up becoming real. It was all very good. But once the crime was committed and the quest for the murderer begins, the excitement it so promised slowly ebbed; and with it my full attention on the story. So yes, perhaps I missed what was subtle.
Added to this grievance, Poirot was made somewhat secondary. The police and the detective worked quite a bit separately so Poirot's role was limited. And Ariadne Oliver who more or less provides a comic relief was absent from the story for the most part. I first met her at Cards at the Table and had really liked her, and her reappearance in Mrs. McGinty's Dead was satisfactory. But here she was almost disregarded.
Overall I was a bit disappointed although I'm impressed with the concept behind the story. For the life of me, I would never have guessed the murderer or the motive.
P.S. I'm still confused as to the title. I cannot relate its meaning to the story. One more thing, I wonder why Ariadne Oliver is always connected with apples! :)
Added to this grievance, Poirot was made somewhat secondary. The police and the detective worked quite a bit separately so Poirot's role was limited. And Ariadne Oliver who more or less provides a comic relief was absent from the story for the most part. I first met her at Cards at the Table and had really liked her, and her reappearance in Mrs. McGinty's Dead was satisfactory. But here she was almost disregarded.
Overall I was a bit disappointed although I'm impressed with the concept behind the story. For the life of me, I would never have guessed the murderer or the motive.
P.S. I'm still confused as to the title. I cannot relate its meaning to the story. One more thing, I wonder why Ariadne Oliver is always connected with apples! :)
January 7, 2024
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April 11, 2023
I have watched it and read it in Greek and it's the first time I've read it in English still love it and it helped that I didn't remember much of the plot and only had vague images of some things!
Good plot and an ending that you can't see coming! In Dead Man's Folly Agatha Christie through one of her characters projects the art of manipulation and Hercule Poirot is called to discover who was pulling the strings to cover up his crime!
Good plot and an ending that you can't see coming! In Dead Man's Folly Agatha Christie through one of her characters projects the art of manipulation and Hercule Poirot is called to discover who was pulling the strings to cover up his crime!
February 8, 2023
I am gradually making my way through this series for the first time and interspersing them between other books at random intervals. My favorite narrator is Hugh Fraser who plays Hastings in the TV series. I love his soothing tones and books read by him make great night time listening for me.
However, this one was read by David Suchet. Previously I had marveled at Suchet's varied accents and ability to play so many different characters, however in this story his voices for the women, and one in particular, grated on me. It could be my current mood.
Anyway, overall the story was truly engaging and unexpected and I enjoyed it very much. Ariadne Oliver is included in this story and she is always a hoot!
Favorite quotes:
Poirot's response to the idea that we should weed out the "feeble-minded" from among us: "One needs roots as well as flowers on a plant, M. Legge. However large and beautiful the flowers if the earthy roots are destroyed there will be no more flowers."
"Mrs. Legge accepted the dismissal with promptitude."
However, this one was read by David Suchet. Previously I had marveled at Suchet's varied accents and ability to play so many different characters, however in this story his voices for the women, and one in particular, grated on me. It could be my current mood.
Anyway, overall the story was truly engaging and unexpected and I enjoyed it very much. Ariadne Oliver is included in this story and she is always a hoot!
Favorite quotes:
Poirot's response to the idea that we should weed out the "feeble-minded" from among us: "One needs roots as well as flowers on a plant, M. Legge. However large and beautiful the flowers if the earthy roots are destroyed there will be no more flowers."
"Mrs. Legge accepted the dismissal with promptitude."
January 28, 2021
Rating: 3* of five
Another sprawling cast moving around on devious and secretive errands that have nothing to do with the central murder, that of Lady Stubbs.
But the cunning bit of Mrs. Christie's plot is that the murder of Hattie Stubbs isn't the murder of Hattie Stubbs at all. Yes, Hattie Stubbs was murdered, but really she wasn't.
It all makes sense in the end, I promise.
Mrs. Oliver, bless her, gets Poirot involved in a crime that hasn't been committed yet by getting him to the scene to help her figure out what's wrong at Nasse. It's a slap in the face to Poirot's opinion of himself that he didn't prevent the actual murder of the dreadful teenager Marlene, the play-murder victim, from occurring. It's an even ghastlier affront to his detecting ability that PC Plod in the form of Inspector Bland swallows whole the clumsy frame-up of the foreigner Etienne de Sousa without a lot of critical thinking. Now Marlene is dead, Hattie is dead, and a man with no imaginable motive is going to hang for crimes he had no reason to commit.
When Poirot has the sudden and complete reversal of viewpoint that enables him to solve the crimes, that's the end of the book. He explains the way it all went down and curtain. No arrests. Nothing about poor de Souza. Just la commedia ¨¨ finita and thanks for your shekels, dear Kindle consumer.
The version adds a deeply satisfying ending, chops out a deal of deadwood character-wise, and leaves one maddening itchy collar-tag of an irritant: Mrs. Amy Folliat.
MRS. Folliat is referred to, says herself, and is accepted as the rightful occupant of Nasse because "there will always be Folliats at Nasse." Did she marry her brother? Suchlike goins-on be frowned upon, ain't they? So why is she presented as the Folliat scioness? Her husband should be the Folliat, she should be carrying his legacy forward as best she can, but that's not how it's ever presented, described, or referred to.
It makes no sense and it irritates me.
Another sprawling cast moving around on devious and secretive errands that have nothing to do with the central murder, that of Lady Stubbs.
But the cunning bit of Mrs. Christie's plot is that the murder of Hattie Stubbs isn't the murder of Hattie Stubbs at all. Yes, Hattie Stubbs was murdered, but really she wasn't.
It all makes sense in the end, I promise.
Mrs. Oliver, bless her, gets Poirot involved in a crime that hasn't been committed yet by getting him to the scene to help her figure out what's wrong at Nasse. It's a slap in the face to Poirot's opinion of himself that he didn't prevent the actual murder of the dreadful teenager Marlene, the play-murder victim, from occurring. It's an even ghastlier affront to his detecting ability that PC Plod in the form of Inspector Bland swallows whole the clumsy frame-up of the foreigner Etienne de Sousa without a lot of critical thinking. Now Marlene is dead, Hattie is dead, and a man with no imaginable motive is going to hang for crimes he had no reason to commit.
When Poirot has the sudden and complete reversal of viewpoint that enables him to solve the crimes, that's the end of the book. He explains the way it all went down and curtain. No arrests. Nothing about poor de Souza. Just la commedia ¨¨ finita and thanks for your shekels, dear Kindle consumer.
The version adds a deeply satisfying ending, chops out a deal of deadwood character-wise, and leaves one maddening itchy collar-tag of an irritant: Mrs. Amy Folliat.
MRS. Folliat is referred to, says herself, and is accepted as the rightful occupant of Nasse because "there will always be Folliats at Nasse." Did she marry her brother? Suchlike goins-on be frowned upon, ain't they? So why is she presented as the Folliat scioness? Her husband should be the Folliat, she should be carrying his legacy forward as best she can, but that's not how it's ever presented, described, or referred to.
It makes no sense and it irritates me.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
July 8, 2017
I read somewhere that detective novels, particularly the ones from the Golden Age, can in fact be considered 'fantasies' since the culprit(s) is always found out and the 'order' restored. I can see that, but they are also more than just that - the result being more than the sum of its parts.
Once more Christie delivers a great mystery featuring not only the great Poirot but also the indomitable Ariadne Oliver, who I personally adore. The author is not exactly kind to her, especially in her descriptions, some downright hilarious (a blancmange!), and yet this character wins us over with her eccentricities! Her discussion with the policeman had me in stitches. As for the Belgian detective, he behaved in a much more reserved manner (to his usual arrogance), which suited him best. An entertaining read to restore myself, which was just what I needed :0)
P.S. listened to the audiobook, beautifully voiced by David Suchet, who will always be The Poirot for me ;0)
Once more Christie delivers a great mystery featuring not only the great Poirot but also the indomitable Ariadne Oliver, who I personally adore. The author is not exactly kind to her, especially in her descriptions, some downright hilarious (a blancmange!), and yet this character wins us over with her eccentricities! Her discussion with the policeman had me in stitches. As for the Belgian detective, he behaved in a much more reserved manner (to his usual arrogance), which suited him best. An entertaining read to restore myself, which was just what I needed :0)
P.S. listened to the audiobook, beautifully voiced by David Suchet, who will always be The Poirot for me ;0)
February 23, 2018
4.5 "I almost had it this time!" stars
#6 in my Agatha Christie Challenge.
Well, I tell you that it is a secret desire of mine to go a mystery dinner theatre. But certainly not this particular fete! In Dead Man's Folly(which does sound like a pirate book) two Christie characters- Ariadne Oliver and the greatest Belgian(besides Jean Claude Van Damme), Hercule Poiriot meet up and try to solve the baffling case of the murder of a teenage girl and disappearance of a rich man's wife. It makes for a great page turning mystery.
#6 in my Agatha Christie Challenge.
Well, I tell you that it is a secret desire of mine to go a mystery dinner theatre. But certainly not this particular fete! In Dead Man's Folly(which does sound like a pirate book) two Christie characters- Ariadne Oliver and the greatest Belgian(besides Jean Claude Van Damme), Hercule Poiriot meet up and try to solve the baffling case of the murder of a teenage girl and disappearance of a rich man's wife. It makes for a great page turning mystery.
February 20, 2023
At this point, I should really stop guessing who the murderer could be because I'm always wrong ?
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The Poirot marathon continues ??
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The Poirot marathon continues ??
August 10, 2019
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May 12, 2020
In this, the thirty-third Poirot mystery, Poirot receives a request for help from mystery-writer Ariadne Oliver. Mrs Oliver has been down at Nasse House, Nassecombe, Devon, where a village f¨ºte is to be held and one attraction is a ¡®murder hunt¡¯ on the lines of a treasure hunt which she is in charge of organising. (Poirot is to be present in the guise of giving out the prizes.) While the plans are going along well, Mrs Oliver is certain that she senses something wrong, perhaps that someone has been getting her to alter things ever so slightly, a small detail here and there, though she can¡¯t point her finger to who or what, and what exactly might go wrong. Nasse House is owned by Sir George Stubbs whose wife Hattie (Lady Stubbs), originally from the West Indies, is simple minded. His efficient secretary Miss Brewis, Mrs Folliat whose family originally owned the house, and other residents at the village are all enthusiastically organising and contributing to the f¨ºte¡ªSally Legge (who is staying for a few months at the village with her husband Alec) for instance is to tell people¡¯s futures as Madame Zuleika. Meanwhile, it seems that a cousin of Hattie Stubbs, Etienne De Sousa, whom she hasn¡¯t seen for years (since she was a child, in fact) wants to look her up, and will arrive on the day of the f¨ºte. On the day of the f¨ºte, Mrs Oliver¡¯s fears prove real and the young schoolgirl who was to play the ¡®body¡¯ in the murder hunt is found actually murdered while Hattie Stubbs has vanished entirely with no clue to where she could be and no body found. Where could she have gotten to? Had she been killed? And what reason would anyone have for killing Marlene Tucker, a harmless schoolgirl? This is a puzzle that baffles not only the police who are glad of Poirot¡¯s presence on the scene but also Poirot who can¡¯t solve the case quite as fast (or easily) as he usually does.
This was once again an enjoyable mystery from Christie, who (as another reviewer on Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ has also said) certainly has the best puzzles. She doesn¡¯t leave us without clues¡ªin fact here too, if one pays attention to even casual conversations Poirot has with various persons present, one might actually catch on to what was really going on (though one almost always never does, and some observations might be interpreted more than one way). This time since I was rereading, I did pick up some at least of these, a hint here, a clue there¡ªand this was fun though I would say that may be compared to some other mysteries of hers, the clues/hints in this one weren¡¯t perhaps as clear; yet everything and everyone, even if they seemed to be just a background or unconnected feature had a purpose.
Compared to his usual adventures, Poirot perhaps also took a touch longer to solve this one having to go back ¡®defeated¡¯ for a bit before he returns for another visit and set of conversations and can finally solve the case. Nonetheless, it is him and his grey cells alone that can put things together eventually, not only solving the mystery but also locating the evidence.
Mrs Oliver does not spare him over the time he takes, telling him when he calls her nearly a month after the events that it was about time he did see things. She is here in all her glory, with her rather fantastical hairstyles, and jumble of thoughts (from which she does manage to produce fairly complicated plots, and an equally complicated murder game) adding a bit of fun to the gravity of the murder and the other more serious storylines. In this one, she doesn¡¯t have her usual struggles with her Finnish detective (reflecting Christie herself), but her one of her reader¡¯s misconceptions about her add a few further comic moments as well.
As with Christie¡¯s other books, this one too has other storylines moving alongside the mystery thread¡ªsome turn out connected while others simply throw one off course. But all the characters we are introduced to are also well developed¡ªeach with their individual personality and story.
An enjoyable revisit, and one where from cover onwards, everything gives you a clue!
September 6, 2024
Halloween Bingo 2024
This is me being efficient and using my Appointment with Agatha book for this month as a Bingo book as well. This novel was published in the same decade as my last book, . Both Christie and Kaye could see what their characters refer to as wickedness in the world that results in murder. Just as police know these days, it's usually someone close to the victim who has committed the crime. Plus ?a change plus la m¨ºme chose.
This is one of the better Hercule Poirot novels in my opinion. The little Belgian is actually more humble than usual, a very pleasant change. The addition of Ariadne Oliver was a big plus. Her career as a mystery author often makes her into an alter-ego for Ms. Christie, which makes me laugh¡ªin this book, Christie makes her more scatty than usual. Poirot just prepares to be confused when she struggles to explain the game that she has devised or to answer a question coherently. As Poirot observes at one point, she fills in for Arthur Hastings during this outing. (Where is Hastings, anyway? I've lost track of him.)
All my theories were for naught. Christie fooled me yet again. I am getting used to being wrong repeatedly. I cannot criticize Hastings!
Okay, now the Halloween Bingo machinations: I used The Tell Tale Heart wild card to substitute Christie, a favourite author, for my Day of the Dead square.
This is me being efficient and using my Appointment with Agatha book for this month as a Bingo book as well. This novel was published in the same decade as my last book, . Both Christie and Kaye could see what their characters refer to as wickedness in the world that results in murder. Just as police know these days, it's usually someone close to the victim who has committed the crime. Plus ?a change plus la m¨ºme chose.
This is one of the better Hercule Poirot novels in my opinion. The little Belgian is actually more humble than usual, a very pleasant change. The addition of Ariadne Oliver was a big plus. Her career as a mystery author often makes her into an alter-ego for Ms. Christie, which makes me laugh¡ªin this book, Christie makes her more scatty than usual. Poirot just prepares to be confused when she struggles to explain the game that she has devised or to answer a question coherently. As Poirot observes at one point, she fills in for Arthur Hastings during this outing. (Where is Hastings, anyway? I've lost track of him.)
All my theories were for naught. Christie fooled me yet again. I am getting used to being wrong repeatedly. I cannot criticize Hastings!
Okay, now the Halloween Bingo machinations: I used The Tell Tale Heart wild card to substitute Christie, a favourite author, for my Day of the Dead square.
December 24, 2021
This mystery begins with a phone call to Poirot from Christie alter ego Araidne Oliver (who's appeared in some earlier Poirot novels), summoning him from London to Nasse House, the great estate that dominates the village of Nassecombe in Devonshire (part of southwestern England). It's soon to be the venue for an annual local fete, a kind of community fundraiser, common in rural England, which features contests, raffles, refreshments, fortune telling, etc. An added attraction at this particular one is to be a Murder Hunt, a mock murder in which contestants will have to engage in a kind of scavenger hunt for prearranged "clues" and guess the identity of the "killer." Our famous mystery writer has been engaged to construct the scenario and "clues" for this game. Ostensibly, she's asked Poirot there to present the prize to the winner. In reality, she's picked up vibes which suggest to her "woman's intuition" that something undefined but ominous is seriously amiss at Nasse House, and she wants to enlist Poirot's help in uncovering it. That's not much to go on, but he takes her seriously --and events soon demonstrate that he was right to do so.
IMO, Christies' literary style is pretty consistent across the span of the Poirot novels (at least, those I've read), as is her portrayal of her main character, and the series' continuing supporting characters. (Captain Hastings is absent here, though, and we're told that Poirot hasn't seen him for many years.) The great detective's ever-efficient secretary, Miss Lemon, is something of a cipher and a caricature --she's humanized considerably in the Mystery! adaptations-- but in general, Christie's characters are very vital and realistic, and that's true of the diverse cast at Nasse House. She constructs the mystery tightly and effectively, with clues masterfully hidden in plain sight. I was able to predict the basic premise of the solution (although one key detail totally eluded me), and that wasn't because I'd read the book as a preteen kid; my memories of that read were only vestigial. Rather, it was only because I'd seen part of the denouement of the 1986 movie adaptation starring Peter Ustinov ( ). If I hadn't, I'm not sure I'd have been able to divine as much as I did.
Although Christie is not among those writers who pay much attention to social issues in their work, this book (published in 1956) does have its share of passing comments that reflect on the socio-economic and cultural changes taking place in England following World War II. (And comments of this sort are more marked here than in Mrs. McGinty's Dead, the earlier postwar Poirot novel I read this summer, though they're there too.) These include a steep rise in the cost of living due to inflation (meaning that it costs much more than formerly to pay a living wage); the spread of electricity and electrical appliances, and the growing perception of these as necessities; and the massive increases in the inheritance taxes on large amounts of landed property owned by individuals. There's a very definite feel that the milieu of the interwar world, in which Poirot got his literary start, is surviving on borrowed time, and that landed gentry (like those who built the first Nasse House in 1598) are an endangered species. That gives the novel a certain bittersweet quality, even for readers like myself who support social equality and distrust inherited privilege.
IMO, Christies' literary style is pretty consistent across the span of the Poirot novels (at least, those I've read), as is her portrayal of her main character, and the series' continuing supporting characters. (Captain Hastings is absent here, though, and we're told that Poirot hasn't seen him for many years.) The great detective's ever-efficient secretary, Miss Lemon, is something of a cipher and a caricature --she's humanized considerably in the Mystery! adaptations-- but in general, Christie's characters are very vital and realistic, and that's true of the diverse cast at Nasse House. She constructs the mystery tightly and effectively, with clues masterfully hidden in plain sight. I was able to predict the basic premise of the solution (although one key detail totally eluded me), and that wasn't because I'd read the book as a preteen kid; my memories of that read were only vestigial. Rather, it was only because I'd seen part of the denouement of the 1986 movie adaptation starring Peter Ustinov ( ). If I hadn't, I'm not sure I'd have been able to divine as much as I did.
Although Christie is not among those writers who pay much attention to social issues in their work, this book (published in 1956) does have its share of passing comments that reflect on the socio-economic and cultural changes taking place in England following World War II. (And comments of this sort are more marked here than in Mrs. McGinty's Dead, the earlier postwar Poirot novel I read this summer, though they're there too.) These include a steep rise in the cost of living due to inflation (meaning that it costs much more than formerly to pay a living wage); the spread of electricity and electrical appliances, and the growing perception of these as necessities; and the massive increases in the inheritance taxes on large amounts of landed property owned by individuals. There's a very definite feel that the milieu of the interwar world, in which Poirot got his literary start, is surviving on borrowed time, and that landed gentry (like those who built the first Nasse House in 1598) are an endangered species. That gives the novel a certain bittersweet quality, even for readers like myself who support social equality and distrust inherited privilege.
January 14, 2021
I enjoyed Dead Man's Folly, particularly the descriptions of the house; it is one of three of Dame Agatha's novels with a setting based on Greenway Estate, her own home. The others were Ordeal by Innocence and Five Little Pigs. Greenway is on my bucket list to visit someday, and for now, these novels take me there!
However, I did feel that there were several elements in this novel that Dame Agatha used better elsewhere, despite it being from arguably the strongest part of her long career. She reuses certain concepts very cleverly--looking at an idea from all angles and showing many possibilities. So it is never a criticism to say that she did something (say, used a certain type of red herring) in another novel. However, it does invite comparisons when you've read or are reading her entire canon at around the same time. So, I felt that the use of the folly was good but not as good as in Nemesis many years later. I *love* Nemesis and think it's undervalued by critics because it was late in her career and repeated certain elements like this one. However, Nemesis does a far better job than Folly of building atmosphere and having emotional impact in the reveal. There is something so creepy about Nemesis anyway, and the motive for the murder was unusual and thought-provoking. In Folly, the motive is of the most garden variety:
Also, I felt Dame Agatha didn't play quite as fair as usual here. I don't see that one could possibly deduce the ending. No, I just don't think we have enough to go on to get at the truth.
However, all is not bad. Poirot is delightfully in character, with a special emphasis on his sweet tooth, and I adore Mrs. Ariadne Oliver--Agatha's fictionalized version of herself. The Murder Hunt is a great idea and I believe was in fact inspired by Cluedo (Clue to Americans), the then-new board game. That's a fantastic, fun idea!
In short, there are good elements, and I enjoy re-reading it because of the sense of place, but it's a mixed bag.
However, I did feel that there were several elements in this novel that Dame Agatha used better elsewhere, despite it being from arguably the strongest part of her long career. She reuses certain concepts very cleverly--looking at an idea from all angles and showing many possibilities. So it is never a criticism to say that she did something (say, used a certain type of red herring) in another novel. However, it does invite comparisons when you've read or are reading her entire canon at around the same time. So, I felt that the use of the folly was good but not as good as in Nemesis many years later. I *love* Nemesis and think it's undervalued by critics because it was late in her career and repeated certain elements like this one. However, Nemesis does a far better job than Folly of building atmosphere and having emotional impact in the reveal. There is something so creepy about Nemesis anyway, and the motive for the murder was unusual and thought-provoking. In Folly, the motive is of the most garden variety:
Also, I felt Dame Agatha didn't play quite as fair as usual here. I don't see that one could possibly deduce the ending. No, I just don't think we have enough to go on to get at the truth.
However, all is not bad. Poirot is delightfully in character, with a special emphasis on his sweet tooth, and I adore Mrs. Ariadne Oliver--Agatha's fictionalized version of herself. The Murder Hunt is a great idea and I believe was in fact inspired by Cluedo (Clue to Americans), the then-new board game. That's a fantastic, fun idea!
In short, there are good elements, and I enjoy re-reading it because of the sense of place, but it's a mixed bag.
April 3, 2018
Ah, yes ¨C another good one that got me hopping mad at the denouement, wanting to kick the author but knowing I only had myself to blame.
Published in 1956 and set in the grounds of an English country house ¨C in Devonshire, upon the wooded banks of a tidal river ¨C Dead Man¡¯s Folly features wealthy landowner Sir George Stubbs. He and his entourage arrange a garden fete, open to the public. Batty celebrity author Ariadne Oliver (surely Dame Christie¡¯s alter ego) is enlisted to create a ¡®murder mystery¡¯ event. But she smells a rat (she thinks). In turn she implores Poirot to appear, under the guise that he will officiate at the prize giving.
Ms Oliver¡¯s sixth sense proves correct ¨C and the local girl guide who plays the role of murder victim is strangled ¨C but Poirot is aghast ¨C he has failed to prevent the crime. Worse is yet to come, with the simultaneous disappearance of the beautiful young Lady Stubbs ¨C shortly after the arrival by luxury yacht of a rather disreputable long-lost cousin, Etienne de Sousa.
Poirot retreats to London with his tail between his legs. But ¨C as ever ¨C his little grey cells keep working ¨C and in time he begins to pick up the threads of the case.
There is one whopping-great clue in this book ¨C and I really ought to have homed in upon the fact that it received a couple of subtle mentions. There were a fair share of flapping red herrings, and also ¨C I felt ¨C a little bit of sneakiness on the part of the author (aspects one could not reasonably guess) ¨C but overall, plenty to work out whodunit.
However, I have read enough Agatha Christies now to realise this doesn¡¯t very often happen. With roughly 5 suspects per novel, I ought to solve at least 1 in 5 mysteries just by the law of chance. I doubt if I manage 1 in 10!
Published in 1956 and set in the grounds of an English country house ¨C in Devonshire, upon the wooded banks of a tidal river ¨C Dead Man¡¯s Folly features wealthy landowner Sir George Stubbs. He and his entourage arrange a garden fete, open to the public. Batty celebrity author Ariadne Oliver (surely Dame Christie¡¯s alter ego) is enlisted to create a ¡®murder mystery¡¯ event. But she smells a rat (she thinks). In turn she implores Poirot to appear, under the guise that he will officiate at the prize giving.
Ms Oliver¡¯s sixth sense proves correct ¨C and the local girl guide who plays the role of murder victim is strangled ¨C but Poirot is aghast ¨C he has failed to prevent the crime. Worse is yet to come, with the simultaneous disappearance of the beautiful young Lady Stubbs ¨C shortly after the arrival by luxury yacht of a rather disreputable long-lost cousin, Etienne de Sousa.
Poirot retreats to London with his tail between his legs. But ¨C as ever ¨C his little grey cells keep working ¨C and in time he begins to pick up the threads of the case.
There is one whopping-great clue in this book ¨C and I really ought to have homed in upon the fact that it received a couple of subtle mentions. There were a fair share of flapping red herrings, and also ¨C I felt ¨C a little bit of sneakiness on the part of the author (aspects one could not reasonably guess) ¨C but overall, plenty to work out whodunit.
However, I have read enough Agatha Christies now to realise this doesn¡¯t very often happen. With roughly 5 suspects per novel, I ought to solve at least 1 in 5 mysteries just by the law of chance. I doubt if I manage 1 in 10!
January 3, 2020
Este caso de Agatha me gust¨® bastante m¨¢s que La muerte visita al dentista. La trama me gust¨® un mont¨®n.
Una famosa escritora de novelas negras, Ariadne Oliver (Agatha, ?eres t¨²?) contactar¨¢ con Poirot algo preocupada. Est¨¢ preparando en una finca de una acaudalado matrimonio un espect¨¢culo de "la caza del asesino", donde se plantea un crimen que los participantes tendr¨¢n que resolver. Las peores pesadillas de Ariadne se har¨¢n realidad cuando la v¨ªctima acabe si¨¦ndolo realmente.
Tanto la premisa, como la soluci¨®n me han gustado bastante, porque nuevamente he visto pistas, y puedo echar la vista atr¨¢s y ver donde estaban los indicios y eso me gusta. Me encanta que estuvieran ah¨ª y yo no los viero. La ¨²nica mini pega es que algunos personajes no terminaron de ser mostrados todo lo que deber¨ªan. Pero ha sido muy disfrutable.
Una famosa escritora de novelas negras, Ariadne Oliver (Agatha, ?eres t¨²?) contactar¨¢ con Poirot algo preocupada. Est¨¢ preparando en una finca de una acaudalado matrimonio un espect¨¢culo de "la caza del asesino", donde se plantea un crimen que los participantes tendr¨¢n que resolver. Las peores pesadillas de Ariadne se har¨¢n realidad cuando la v¨ªctima acabe si¨¦ndolo realmente.
Tanto la premisa, como la soluci¨®n me han gustado bastante, porque nuevamente he visto pistas, y puedo echar la vista atr¨¢s y ver donde estaban los indicios y eso me gusta. Me encanta que estuvieran ah¨ª y yo no los viero. La ¨²nica mini pega es que algunos personajes no terminaron de ser mostrados todo lo que deber¨ªan. Pero ha sido muy disfrutable.
September 29, 2024
The Hercule Poirot series keeps advancing with yet another other story that piqued my attention. Agatha Christie¡¯s Belgian protagonist keeps his cool when surprised by yet another murder, which forces him into sleuthing and discovering a killer amongst a group. Poirot finds himself in the middle of a town party where murder is both real and pretend, showing the duality of his bread and butter. Christie dazzles and impresses with ease.
A local village party is set to pull out all the stops, with a murder mystery played by a number of locals. However, hometown crime writer Adriane Oliver senses that this could be more intense than any of her stories. Unable to shake the feeling, Adriane calls on her long-time friend, Hercule Poirot. Her feelings are soon realised when a ¡°fake¡± murder is an actual killing where the victim is found hanging by a rope. As the panic heightens, Poirot does what he likes best and puts the pieces together before fingering an accused with means and motive. A great story that shows yet another side of Agatha Christie.
Each story leaves the reader with countless clues to help understand what is going on and solve the crime. The narrative builds and provides many opportunities to crack things wide open. Agatha Christie ensures the characters offer their own perspective and backstory to flavour the tale, with Hercule Poirot offering up his own ideas. Plot points deliver twists and turns, as a murder mystery morphs into something highly macabre. Poirot impressed with his laid-back style once again.
Kudos, Dame Christie, as you keep Poirot on point.
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A local village party is set to pull out all the stops, with a murder mystery played by a number of locals. However, hometown crime writer Adriane Oliver senses that this could be more intense than any of her stories. Unable to shake the feeling, Adriane calls on her long-time friend, Hercule Poirot. Her feelings are soon realised when a ¡°fake¡± murder is an actual killing where the victim is found hanging by a rope. As the panic heightens, Poirot does what he likes best and puts the pieces together before fingering an accused with means and motive. A great story that shows yet another side of Agatha Christie.
Each story leaves the reader with countless clues to help understand what is going on and solve the crime. The narrative builds and provides many opportunities to crack things wide open. Agatha Christie ensures the characters offer their own perspective and backstory to flavour the tale, with Hercule Poirot offering up his own ideas. Plot points deliver twists and turns, as a murder mystery morphs into something highly macabre. Poirot impressed with his laid-back style once again.
Kudos, Dame Christie, as you keep Poirot on point.
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September 27, 2022
It¡¯s been nearly 12 years since I¡¯ve read an Agatha Christie novel. I used to consume her books at a lightning speed in school, but I let go once I outgrew mysteries and moved on to literary fiction. When I saw this book in the library last month, I felt this strange leap of joy. I think I read this book more for the nostalgia of it: the memories of my school library and my school librarian who knew me by name. (Yes, I spent all of my teenage years in a library.)
Dead Man¡¯s Folly is the thirty-third book in the Hercule Poirot series and follows an eclectic group of people, including a rich mansion owner and his ¡°na?ve¡± wife, a chatty writer, a grumpy architect, a stoic secretary, among others, as they prepare for a f¨ºte. Poirot is called on to participate in the f¨ºte by the writer, Mrs. Oliver. She suspects that the ¡°murder hunt¡± she is to design is going to be used as a cover for a real murder. Will Poirot manage to stop the murder before it¡¯s too late?
In true Agatha Christie style, the characters are many and anyone could be the killer. Each character has motive and Christie very skilfully, very subtly, hints at them in the first quarter of the book. I feel like this type of writing is very rare these days. Most thrillers and mysteries simply try to shock the reader with an ending that just doesn¡¯t fit with the overall plot (the annoying ¡°gotcha¡± plot).
I love Christie¡¯s careful reveal of plot points, subtle, yet obvious enough for the careful reader to follow along trying to solve the mystery. This style of writing treats its readers as an equal, someone who is intelligent enough to solve a murder or at least get close to it.
My favourite character is Mrs. Oliver, the writer. I am bound to believe that Ariadne Oliver was Christie¡¯s spirit character. Through Oliver, Christie lets loose a couple of ¡°writer¡¯s rants¡± that any (accomplished or aspiring) writer will really relate to.
Take this little gem for instance. Oliver has been called on to give a How to Write Books talk since she is an accomplished murder mystery novelist. This is what she says to Hercule Poirot about it:
Hilarious.
Having said this, I do think the final reveal was strange. The murderer itself was a (intelligent) surprise that I was able to accept, but I did wonder why things had to be so very complicated. There were some crucial reveals (to the reader) that were missing along the way or were too subtle for me to spot.
It felt like Christie figured the ending out first and then worked backwards. Because of this, the ending seems to have more information than was ever hinted at. I did feel by the end that there was no way Poirot have got to this conclusion without a few more clues.
Also, there are parts that have, um, not aged well. There is quite a bit of stereotyped language regarding women and intellect. There is much to say about how women were perceived and written about at the time, and how Christie buys into it while also subverting it, but that is a conversation for another time.
All in all, I thoroughly enjoyed this read. Took me back to the old times!
Dead Man¡¯s Folly is the thirty-third book in the Hercule Poirot series and follows an eclectic group of people, including a rich mansion owner and his ¡°na?ve¡± wife, a chatty writer, a grumpy architect, a stoic secretary, among others, as they prepare for a f¨ºte. Poirot is called on to participate in the f¨ºte by the writer, Mrs. Oliver. She suspects that the ¡°murder hunt¡± she is to design is going to be used as a cover for a real murder. Will Poirot manage to stop the murder before it¡¯s too late?
In true Agatha Christie style, the characters are many and anyone could be the killer. Each character has motive and Christie very skilfully, very subtly, hints at them in the first quarter of the book. I feel like this type of writing is very rare these days. Most thrillers and mysteries simply try to shock the reader with an ending that just doesn¡¯t fit with the overall plot (the annoying ¡°gotcha¡± plot).
I love Christie¡¯s careful reveal of plot points, subtle, yet obvious enough for the careful reader to follow along trying to solve the mystery. This style of writing treats its readers as an equal, someone who is intelligent enough to solve a murder or at least get close to it.
My favourite character is Mrs. Oliver, the writer. I am bound to believe that Ariadne Oliver was Christie¡¯s spirit character. Through Oliver, Christie lets loose a couple of ¡°writer¡¯s rants¡± that any (accomplished or aspiring) writer will really relate to.
Take this little gem for instance. Oliver has been called on to give a How to Write Books talk since she is an accomplished murder mystery novelist. This is what she says to Hercule Poirot about it:
I mean what can you say about how to write books? What I mean is, first you¡¯ve got to think of something, and when you have thought of it, you¡¯ve got to force yourself to sit down and write it. That¡¯s all. It would have taken me just three minutes to explain that, and then the Talk would have ended and everyone would have been very fed up.
Hilarious.
Having said this, I do think the final reveal was strange. The murderer itself was a (intelligent) surprise that I was able to accept, but I did wonder why things had to be so very complicated. There were some crucial reveals (to the reader) that were missing along the way or were too subtle for me to spot.
It felt like Christie figured the ending out first and then worked backwards. Because of this, the ending seems to have more information than was ever hinted at. I did feel by the end that there was no way Poirot have got to this conclusion without a few more clues.
Also, there are parts that have, um, not aged well. There is quite a bit of stereotyped language regarding women and intellect. There is much to say about how women were perceived and written about at the time, and how Christie buys into it while also subverting it, but that is a conversation for another time.
All in all, I thoroughly enjoyed this read. Took me back to the old times!
December 20, 2024
Latest Review (Dec 2024)
4 Stars
One Liner: Sit back and enjoy!
This is the 31st book featuring Hercule Poirot as per one list and the 35th according to Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ. It also has the famous crime novelist and Poirot¡¯s friend Adriane Oliver. It was adapted into a TV show (episode 3 of season 13 of Poirot) with David Suchet as Poirot.
Adriane attends a mock murder hunt hosted by Sir George and Lady Stubbs in their village (Devon). Something feels wrong, so the novelist asks Poirot to come down. Her instincts turn out correct when the pretend victim ends up dead, really dead. Now, it¡¯s up to the greatest detective to solve the case.
The story comes in third-person POV.
My Thoughts:
Turns out, I read and reviewed this book in 2018. Well, it¡¯s too far back in the past for me to remember much. I felt little bits sounding familiar once I started reading. However, I, too, spent a lot of time in the fog like Poirot.
Our dear detective had become older and felt he didn¡¯t give his best initially. Too many things to know and not enough time to prevent the murder he was supposed to. Happens!
Inspector Bland had a substantial role though it was Poirot who solved the case, as he should. I could faintly remember who the killer was supposed to be but wasn¡¯t sure if I was on the right track.
The main characters were well-defined (though it would take some time to figure out who the main ones were). One has to separate the subplots from the central plot and follow the right threads.
I¡¯ve come to enjoy Adriane Oliver¡¯s character more as I became a writer. Not that I¡¯m that messy, but yeah, the plot wouldn¡¯t make sense when I describe it but it will when I write it. Her flair is something I¡¯m yet to achieve, lol.
The language and opinions are outdated. That's expected. I wasn't distracted by it (not much).
To summarize, Dead Man¡¯s Folly is yet another Christie classic in her trademark style but also different from the rest. It is more muted in some ways and a delightful read presenting human fallacies in various ways.
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I'd take a Christie book any day, any time. That is how much I love reading her works.
I was a little disappointed that Poirot wasn't as active as ever. He did not lead the charge and did not speak to all the suspects the way he usually does in other books.
The thing about Christie- she gives us enough hints to identify the killer but we keep missing those at times. Once we read the ending, all the hints align themselves in the mind. :)
This story is no exception. The location of the folly, the uprooted tree, the old man, Miss. Brewis's remarks about Hattie, all come together at the end. And as Poirot keeps saying, Mrs. Follat is the key.
Mrs. Oliver is her usual self. She senses the undercurrents of trouble as ever and is right.
4 Stars
One Liner: Sit back and enjoy!
This is the 31st book featuring Hercule Poirot as per one list and the 35th according to Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ. It also has the famous crime novelist and Poirot¡¯s friend Adriane Oliver. It was adapted into a TV show (episode 3 of season 13 of Poirot) with David Suchet as Poirot.
Adriane attends a mock murder hunt hosted by Sir George and Lady Stubbs in their village (Devon). Something feels wrong, so the novelist asks Poirot to come down. Her instincts turn out correct when the pretend victim ends up dead, really dead. Now, it¡¯s up to the greatest detective to solve the case.
The story comes in third-person POV.
My Thoughts:
Turns out, I read and reviewed this book in 2018. Well, it¡¯s too far back in the past for me to remember much. I felt little bits sounding familiar once I started reading. However, I, too, spent a lot of time in the fog like Poirot.
Our dear detective had become older and felt he didn¡¯t give his best initially. Too many things to know and not enough time to prevent the murder he was supposed to. Happens!
Inspector Bland had a substantial role though it was Poirot who solved the case, as he should. I could faintly remember who the killer was supposed to be but wasn¡¯t sure if I was on the right track.
The main characters were well-defined (though it would take some time to figure out who the main ones were). One has to separate the subplots from the central plot and follow the right threads.
I¡¯ve come to enjoy Adriane Oliver¡¯s character more as I became a writer. Not that I¡¯m that messy, but yeah, the plot wouldn¡¯t make sense when I describe it but it will when I write it. Her flair is something I¡¯m yet to achieve, lol.
The language and opinions are outdated. That's expected. I wasn't distracted by it (not much).
To summarize, Dead Man¡¯s Folly is yet another Christie classic in her trademark style but also different from the rest. It is more muted in some ways and a delightful read presenting human fallacies in various ways.
***
***
I'd take a Christie book any day, any time. That is how much I love reading her works.
I was a little disappointed that Poirot wasn't as active as ever. He did not lead the charge and did not speak to all the suspects the way he usually does in other books.
The thing about Christie- she gives us enough hints to identify the killer but we keep missing those at times. Once we read the ending, all the hints align themselves in the mind. :)
This story is no exception. The location of the folly, the uprooted tree, the old man, Miss. Brewis's remarks about Hattie, all come together at the end. And as Poirot keeps saying, Mrs. Follat is the key.
Mrs. Oliver is her usual self. She senses the undercurrents of trouble as ever and is right.
January 27, 2016
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