It is Christmas Eve. The Lee family reunion is shattered by a deafening crash of furniture, followed by a scream…
Upstairs, the tyrannical Simeon Lee lies dead in a pool of blood, his throat slashed.
But when Hercule Poirot, who is staying in the village with a friend for Christmas, offers to assist, he finds an atmosphere not of mourning but of mutual suspicion. It seems everyone had their own reason to hate the old man…
Jenn Thornley –
From the book club meeting:
Our members didn’t really have much to say on this book, which in a way says exactly what we thought about it. It was an easy read, which we definitely appreciated over a busy Christmas period, but we found it a bit bland and not particularly memorable and we found a few errors within the text. We have been reassured that this is not one of Christie’s best novels but I don’t think any of us will be rushing to read another just yet.
Overall, Hercule Poirot’s Christmas averaged 2.71*.