2009: 93. Hercule Poirot’s Christmas

“Stephen pulled up the collar of his coat as he walked briskly along the platform.”

Hercule Poirot’s Christmas, Agatha Christie

       I have a great emotional connection to this particular Christie, because 1) I borrowed my first copy from my grandparents, and 2) my husband unexpectedly bought me a first edition for one of very first Christmases, and it was one of my very favorite gifts.  So I always re-read this one with a great deal of fondness, which is a little strange when you consider that this is one of Christie’s bloodiest works.  It takes place in a country house, as so many of the best mysteries do, and it concerns an uncomfortable family reunion.  Simeon Lee, the old millionaire, has called his sons together to celebrate Christmas - not to celebrate family togetherness, but to turn the knife and raise trouble between them.  Unsurprisingly, he ends up dead (in a vicious and bloody way - his throat was slit).  Hercule Poirot, who is celebrating Christmas with some friends in the neighborhood is called on to solve the crime.

          This is a fun one, because the ending is a bit of a twist, and yet at the same time manages to be earned - Christie lays the seeds of the twist such that you don’t feel robbed when you find out “whodunnit.”  Great fun.  And, I cannot believe this, but I am almost done blogging Christie - I think I have three mysteries left, a couple of her romantic fictions, and then her autobiography.  Cannot believe how many of these I read last year (and wrote about, if only glancingly).

Date/Place Completed: July 2009; D.C.

Categories:  Fiction, Agatha Christie Project

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