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Bezig met laden... The Cheltenham Square Murder (origineel 1937; editie 2016)door John Bude (Auteur)
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. A classic Golden Era puzzle with a contained pool of suspects, odd method of killing, and surprise twists. I did anticipate one such twist, which seemed obvious to me--no spoiler, but enjoyed the mystery overall. In Regency Square in Cheltenham with its diverse characters the last thing the residents would expect to happen was a murder. And an unusual one at that - an arrow through the head. As Superintendent Meredith is staying with one of the residents and is first on the scene he takes charge. It did seem to take them quite a while to find the guilty party, given the descriptions we were given I would have thought the solution would have come quicker but still an interesting mystery. A NetGalley Book It's funny. With all the exploration of how murder was committed in this book, how an arrow can cause death by "entering the fleshy part of the skull" (?) and all that good stuff – still, what grossed me out the most with this book was the fact that the victim, once the arrow was removed from his head, was carried away from the scene of death to be laid out in his own room, on his own bed. And all I could envision was how horrific that bed is going to be. And who's going to have to clean that up? In a way, this is an inverse locked-room mystery. It's been a long time since I pulled a bow, and I was never an expert of any sort, but there were a few things that just didn't sit right with the handling of archery and how it was considered in the investigation of the mystery. Like the fact that it came as a great surprise that there were no fingerprints on the arrow. "What the devil do you mean—there must have been. A chap couldn’t pull an arrow without handling it, could he?" Well … sure. Gloves. Thin leather gloves, to provide a grip while still allowing the ability to feel the string, would be no impediment in using a bow, as best I can remember. Now and then there's a confluence of names in a book which is just fun. A recent cozy had a character with my first name as his last and my last name as his first; a historical mystery had a character named Betty Draper, which brought back happy memories of Mad Men. (Not of the character, but the show.) Here there were two detectives who as partners came together to make me snort softly: "Long and Shanks then got into the police-car" made it sound like Aragorn had come on the scene. So … according to this book, it's impossible to crack a safe in the classic movie tradition of listening for the fall of the tumblers? *Paging Mythbusters* Cheltenham Square is very much a product of its time. "Will there be anybody in next door? I had an idea that Captain Cotton lived alone." "He does—except for his man, Albert." My eyebrows popped up at the failure to count Albert as a person living in the house, added as little more than an afterthought. Of course he's not, in this period – he's staff. The problem with that is that, of course, that afterthought could have as easily been the murderer as anyone else in the book. An other thing that especially dated this book to its moment was the attitude toward Miss Boon's dogs. She's a spinster of a certain age who has pack of dogs (she's not a crazy cat lady, she's an eccentric dog lady). She has a moment in the sun as a strong suspect in the murders which occur, but after all, her only motive for killing one of them is that he killed one of her dogs. The police pooh-pooh it – come, now, that's no reason to murder a man. It's not a read motive. Perhaps "an eccentric woman with an overwhelming, single-minded passion for dogs" might … nah. Not likely. And there I beg to differ. I'm fairly pacifistic – but anyone who ever laid a finger on any of my dogs would have paid. In blood. In my world it's a more than sufficient motive. I had some guesses about how the murder (that is, Some of the procedural moments seemed a little off, which I imagine is due to the age of the book. Or maybe I was just totally wrong when I was surprised that the police didn't retain the key to the building from which they thought the arrow was shot? The writing was entertaining, and the characters got the job done. I'm still not enamored of the plot, but it did keep me guessing (even if I grumpily muttered that at least one of my ideas was more fun). But … seriously? Someone kills your dog and you won't at least wish that person a little dead? Really? Huh. The usual disclaimer: I received this book via Netgalley for review. geen besprekingen | voeg een bespreking toe
In the seeming tranquility of Regency Square in Cheltenham live the diverse inhabitants of its ten houses. One summer's evening, the square's rivalries and allegiances are disrupted by a sudden and unusual death - an arrow to the head, shot through an open window at no. 6.Unfortunately for the murderer, an invitation to visit had just been sent by the crime writer Aldous Barnet, staying with his sister at no. 8, to his friend Superintendent Meredith. Three days after his arrival, Meredith finds himself investigating the shocking murder two doors down. Six of the square's inhabitants are keen members of the Wellington Archery Club, but if Meredith thought that the case was going to be easy to solve, he was wrong... Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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