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"Do you not know, my friend, that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desires and attitudes? Mais oui, c'est vrai. One makes one's little judgements-but nine times out of ten one is wrong." (p 6-7) Poirot philosophizes. Joined by Hastings, the major mustached gentlemen fueled by little grey cells makes the acquaintance of the acting crowd, so this should particularly appeal to those in entertainment.
Taking place in London, Lord Edgware Dies is the best way to attend a dinner party right now. Get virtually dressed up for across the pond as you'll frequent Regent's Gate, the Savoy, Sloane Square, and you will definitely want to order Baba au Rhum at the little restaurant in Soho. You'll think motives, wonder about keys and trinkets and thank your lucky stars that Dowager is not your mother-in-law. You might even be inspired to retreat from email to write letters as you'll enjoy re-reading here, reading inbetween the lines of course. Maybe it will even bring pince-nez back!
Arranging ideas with order and method is again front and center. Order and Method!!! But why would you tear and not cut? What's different about this book is that the reader probably does not care that much for Lord Edgware himself: it's more of the process itself and Poirot's thinking and figuring out that is providing the entertainment factor. In the other books it can be argued that you care about the murdered person.
There's twists and turns and a terrific dance of words. All of the usual plot lines are covered from love to money and from power to deceit. Pass the champagne.
