I've been curious about the author and even went over to her hometown Torquay in South West England and stayed at a hotel used in one of her novels about three decades ago. I visited her museum, saw her study and purchased a postcard of it.
The reason why I became interested in Agatha Christie is that a classmate at high school was so into her work. She had obtained quite a high score at the entrance examination for Tokyo Metropolitan high schools and seemed pretty mature for a fifteen-year-old.
Despite all this, it was only earlier this month that I finally got to read and appreciate her novel. At the beginning, I felt slightly bored with her classic And then there were none, but at some point I became so engrossed in the book that I could not resist writing a review when I was only halfway through it.
It is more than just a mystery. The novel scares the reader as one can relate to it, although the setting is purely imaginary. I would say it is fascinating due to the notion that nobody is a saint however pious they appear and the way that is revealed on a magical remote island.
Another charm of the book is Agatha Christie's articulate vocabulary. Some were so precise that they were liberating; by using these words underlined below, I was able to describe the unspeakable conception that I have had in my mind for a while:
I used to work in a situation that was absolutely preposterous. Still, people turned a blind eye to it and simply engaged in desultory and noncommittal conversations for the sake of being diplomatic. I reported on the problem in an official grievance channel and everything finally started to be addressed. In retrospect, I think I was able to do that in part because I was a fearless spinster with no strings attached.
