Rachel
05-26-2010, 04:07 AM
I was so totally thrilled when I walked into a new and seconds book store, my favorite, even above Coles or Barnes and Nobles and found to my utter astonishment The mysterious Affair at Styles, Poirot's debut.
I have the entire collection of Chritie now and am so happy. I was missing the very first and had never read it and so I asked the book store chap if he could order it for me as well as Poirot's last case, which I have but which is in one of the fourty odd crates downstairs and I cannot remember which book one it is resting in.
He looked them up and said sadly that both were now out of print and that was that. I could not believe it as I know so many people that are avid Christie devotees.
And just like that his one and only copy ever brought there shows up the day I decide to pop in while oh the high street.
I was in heaven and quite astonished at the testy way that Hastings narrates it. In his very young years it seems he often thought of his little Belgian friend as rather past his prime and in some ways a little dottie.
And conversely it shocked me that inspector 'Jimmy Jap' listens carefully to everything the little detective utters and believes him right away. I guess my incredulity comes from being so used to the Jackson fellow that plays the inspector. He is down reight cynical and does not really believe much in Poirot's 'little grey cells'.
I liked the characters all of them and was very satisfied with the ending.
Bravo Agatha.
I have the entire collection of Chritie now and am so happy. I was missing the very first and had never read it and so I asked the book store chap if he could order it for me as well as Poirot's last case, which I have but which is in one of the fourty odd crates downstairs and I cannot remember which book one it is resting in.
He looked them up and said sadly that both were now out of print and that was that. I could not believe it as I know so many people that are avid Christie devotees.
And just like that his one and only copy ever brought there shows up the day I decide to pop in while oh the high street.
I was in heaven and quite astonished at the testy way that Hastings narrates it. In his very young years it seems he often thought of his little Belgian friend as rather past his prime and in some ways a little dottie.
And conversely it shocked me that inspector 'Jimmy Jap' listens carefully to everything the little detective utters and believes him right away. I guess my incredulity comes from being so used to the Jackson fellow that plays the inspector. He is down reight cynical and does not really believe much in Poirot's 'little grey cells'.
I liked the characters all of them and was very satisfied with the ending.
Bravo Agatha.