I can see people secretly looking on me on the 8:18 bus, when I brandish my fresh new copy of Death in the Clouds. They are secretly thinking- not much of a reader, then. But let them frown…. Agatha Christie’s writing was never about style anyway, but more about the complex, multifaceted plots, which manage to develop at the same time as creating plausible characters . I like her books- i am mean, who doesn’t like trying to guess who the murderer is?
Without spoiling the plot of Death in the Clouds, Poirot finds himself not only trying to solve a crime which happened right before his eyes in a plane from Paris, but disapproving his own culpability as a potential suspect. The characters in the book are thoroughly compelling, and the plot fluid and exciting.
I must admit whilst reading Poirot books, I picture David Suchet. I have always found his performances in the ITV adaptations pitch-perfect.
By the end of this book, one has the feeling that, although well-explained, the ending is a little anti-climatic. I know what to expect from Poirot, but the ending wasn’t quite as powerful as the end of the book. For me, the thrill was more in the “chase” and not in the conclusion.
Great outing for Poirot. However, not quite as best as Agatha Christie’s magnum opus- The Murder of Roger Ackroyd
Rating: 4 stars