‘Come, Tell Me How You Live’ (1946) digs into Mideast cultures
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): The first of Christie’s two autobiographical books shows the 1930s Middle East through a surprised Englander’s eyes.
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‘Come, Tell Me How You Live’ (1946) digs into Mideast cultures
‘Agatha Christie’s Poirot’ Season 1 (1989) launches an icon
Sleuthing Sunday (TV review): Although other actors had played the brilliant Belgian detective, most people picture David Suchet when they think of Poirot.
‘Sleeping Murder’ (1976) a relaxing throwback mystery
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): Agatha Christie’s only posthumous novel is also one of her finest Marple yarns, one where we can apply what we’ve learned.
‘Curtain’ (1975) impressively drops on Poirot’s career
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): Hercule Poirot’s last case is also one of his most memorable, in this novel written decades before its publication.
T&T’s interplay makes ‘Postern of Fate’ (1973) readable
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): Christie’s last-written novel is one of her weakest, but thanks to Tommy and Tuppence’s banter, it’s not the worst.
Christie, Osborne weave a tangled ‘Spider’s Web’ (2000)
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): A colorful lead heroine and a tangled scheme are the highlights of the third and final novelization of a Christie play.
Westmacotts wrap with intriguing triptych ‘The Burden’ (1956)
Sleuthing Sundays (Book review): Agatha Christie wraps her Mary Westmacott sojourn with a three-person character study and the slightest touch of mystery.
‘A Daughter’s a Daughter’ (1952) presages ‘Gilmore Girls’ ’ generational clashes
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): In a spiritual sequel to “Unfinished Portrait,” Christie sorts through mother-daughter relationships.
‘The Rose and the Yew Tree’ (1948) explores minds, politics
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): Agatha Christie’s fourth Mary Westmacott novel is a smart, gripping exploration of love and local political gamesmanship.
‘Unfinished Portrait’ (1934) peeks into Christie’s life
Sleuthing Sunday (Book review): It’s not Christie’s most twisty or polished piece of literature, but it’s perhaps her most autobiographical.