Originally published in 1927, The Big Four is the fifth outing for Hercule Poirot and sees him reunited with his faithful Watson-like Hawkins, who narrates the madcap adventure, having returned, temporarily, from his sojourn in the Argentine, where he has picked up a wife. Because of her reputation, I persevered, expecting that it would get better, but the only moment of relief came when I reached the end and moved on to another book. OK, I understand that she is the best selling novelist of all time and regarded as the doyenne of crime fiction and that if popularity is any judge she is the bee’s knees, but if I had known that this book had been written by anyone other than her, I would have given into my desire to delete it from my Kindle after the opening couple of questions. Sometimes I wonder if I am missing something with Agatha Christie. A review of The Big Four by Agatha Christie – 230404
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