Yes, I am one of the many reading this classic Christie to coincide with the release of the movie (hey, it was a perfect choice for book club this month). Murder on the Orient Express is the tenth novel in the Hercule Poirot series by crime fiction queen Agatha Christie. The Orient Express, unusually full for the time of year, has been halted by a snow drift late a night. By morning the mysterious millionaire Mr Ratchett is dead in his compartment, stabbed twelve times. One of the passengers is responsible, it is up to Poirot to determine who is the mystery killer.
This was a nice easy read, the perfect length for an evening. In fact I was quite please with myself leaving myself enough time to read it in a single sitting and then top it off by watching the movie two nights later. The pace of the novel was consistent and kept me engaged. I particularly enjoyed the breakdown of the novel: the facts, the evidence and, of course, Hercule Poirot sits back and thinks. The ending was a perfect surprise, I would have never surmised it myself. A tad whimsical but is perfectly reflects the time it was written in – entertaining and exciting. This lead me to wonder if this kind of crime fiction would fly these days when we prize plausibility and reality much more than abstract mysteries.
There was not a huge depth to the characters but they were all vivid and unique, I’m very much looking forward to the visual representation on the screen. In all honesty this book is perfect for a movie adaptation. I do know I would like to try more Poirot in the future. Overall this was an enjoyable and fun read and I would recommend definitely making time to try at least one Agatha Christie in your lifetime and Murder on the Orient Express was a great choice.