Monday, 9 April 2012

twenty.

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie (1939)

10 people are invited to a lonely island owned by U. N. Owen. But the funny thing is that none of the invited, truly know this person. And as their host hasn't arrived on the first day, they have to wait for him. But then, a loud voice accuses each one of the party of intentionally letting someone else die. And then the members of the party start to die, one by one is killed, just as in the old nursery rhyme 10 little soldiers...

This is the first Agatha Christie I have read where Miss Marple and Hercule Poirot aren't involved, and I'm sort of disappointed. The plot is great, but it's really rather impersonal. You don't get to know the characters as well as you do in the other stories I have read. And I definitely didn't like how the crime was solved.

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