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A review by reesepective
The Regatta Mystery and Other Stories by Agatha Christie
2.0
So, The Regatta Mystery and Other Stories is yet another set of short stories by Agatha Christie, and like any good snack pack, it’s quick, easy, and not too filling. Most of the stories center around Hercule Poirot, but there are a few appearances from Miss Marple, Parker Pyne, and even an anonymous protagonist thrown in for variety. Honestly, the most interesting part of this collection was seeing how often Agatha Christie recycled ideas—like that one kernel of a thought she had and turned into either a full-blown book or another quick little ditty. Four out of the nine stories here I’d already read, so I had no problem finishing the rest during my lunch break.
But… sigh. Nothing in this collection wowed me, folks. Sure, it was classic Agatha Christie, but it wasn’t her best work. It’s like getting a rerun of a show you’ve already seen a million times—it’s comforting, but it’s not going to knock your socks off. Plus, the whole “women in the late ’80s” thing… yeah, it didn’t age well. Some of her takes felt outdated and a little... well, irritating. It’s a snapshot of a past mindset, and while it’s worth thinking about, it’s certainly not something I’d recommend following.
As for the stories themselves, they all blend like a generic soup of set-up → murder → Hercule Poirot’s grand reveal → the end. Nothing groundbreaking. If you love Agatha Christie and don’t mind a predictable formula in bite-sized pieces, then this book’s for you. But if you’re expecting something with a bit more meat on its bones, maybe give this one a skip and dive into one of her more fleshed-out novels instead.
But… sigh. Nothing in this collection wowed me, folks. Sure, it was classic Agatha Christie, but it wasn’t her best work. It’s like getting a rerun of a show you’ve already seen a million times—it’s comforting, but it’s not going to knock your socks off. Plus, the whole “women in the late ’80s” thing… yeah, it didn’t age well. Some of her takes felt outdated and a little... well, irritating. It’s a snapshot of a past mindset, and while it’s worth thinking about, it’s certainly not something I’d recommend following.
As for the stories themselves, they all blend like a generic soup of set-up → murder → Hercule Poirot’s grand reveal → the end. Nothing groundbreaking. If you love Agatha Christie and don’t mind a predictable formula in bite-sized pieces, then this book’s for you. But if you’re expecting something with a bit more meat on its bones, maybe give this one a skip and dive into one of her more fleshed-out novels instead.