I love me some Agatha Christie from time to time, she’s always been special and always will be. You can recognize her out of 1000. This wasn’t my favorite nor a book that I would read again but it was an Agatha Christie book so that gives it value.
If I would have to choose between miss Marple and Poirot, I would go with the lovely lady Marple. She’s unique and her understanding of human character does a great
job when finding the murderer.
Agatha always knows how to play with the reader. I think everyone that reads a “whodunit” type of book tries to guess who the murderer is or sometimes even who the victim actually is and you just can’t guess it. After a while when you learn that you know nothing you just give up and go with the flow. You can’t win. The same goes for
this book, of course.
I didn’t really like it a lot but I have a second reading goal (besides the first one which is to read all the Stephen King books), and that is to read all the Agatha Christie books so eventually I had to read this one too. It seemed interesting at the beginning, something I haven’t seen before. A murder was actually announced in the papers. Let’s face it, you don’t see that a lot in crime books. So that’s something that caught me and pushed me into reading it but the thing that didn’t let me enjoy it so much is all the dizzying twists and turns and rabbits out of the hat and too much talking that just didn’t let me make sense of them anymore probably because I’ve read better like And Then There Were None or Murder on the Orient Express, now those are favorites.
This one was just something to read because I was in the mood for a classic so I ran to Agatha cause I also want to complete my goal duh (tho I have a long long way to run).
I don’t really recommend this one, if you can read something else from her go for it but who knows, maybe you’ll like it. I’ve seen many people rating it a 5/5, it
depends on each and everyone’s taste.
This wasn’t my first encounter with David Levithan, but by far this one is the most unfortunate one. I’m talking about Every You, Every Me.
I’ve had a few thoughts of rating it 3/5 but I just couldn’t. There was too much teenage angst squeezed in it and it’s too morbid for my taste.
The plot itself wasn’t the most horrible ever or stuff like that but David kinda killed it with too many striked-through words and ugly photographs. I love photography and one of the reasons why I chose this book is because I knew it has photography in it. Man but the photos…
UGLIEST PHOTOS IN THE WORLD. I have no idea who took those photos but it should be illegal for that person to hold any device that has a camera.
It kinda felt like he was just exercising writing and he was getting photos to write stuff inspired by them and then…oh well…let’s print a book.
The main character is the most depressive person ever and he makes you cut your wrists. But still, the plot wasn’t very bad, otherwise I wouldn’t have thought of giving it a rating of 3 at one point.
The trophy for one of the creepiest books I’ve ever read goes to John Fowles’s The Collector.
The author created such a perfect sociopath character it’s unbelievable. The mind of a person is such a dangerous thing. Knowing what’s right and wrong is also fundamental because it’s not easy starting to collect butterflies and end up “collecting” a woman you’re obsessed with.
He just saw her as a collectible. He didn’t want to hurt her, he just wanted to have her at his place he specially bought for them and fall in love. He liked to “dominate” her tho’…but he’s a sociopath in case you forgot. She starts to pity him and every attempt to escape makes him laugh.
The story is told from their both points of view. He tells the story at first and then we find out the rest from the diary she writes and hides.
The ending is not something expected but at the same time you should’ve expected it (if you know what I mean…if not…you’ll get it if you read it).
I really recommend it. It’s not hard to read it, the plot is really simple so it won’t be difficult to follow the story and there aren’t many characters. The author concentrated a lot on their psychological nature.
If you wanna watch the show, I warn you: you will have to go on a binge because one episode of Dexter is never enough.
This first book was just like watching again the first season, with a few more details. I thought it’s awesome to be in this lovely sociopath’s mind. I always loved his character, thoughts and comebacks.
If you’re a fan of the show tho’, stick to the show. It’s better. But just for your curiosity and if you want to have more Dexter in your life, go for the book too. It has only 280 pages so you can finish it up pretty quick and continue watching the show.
“Another beautiful Miami day, mutilated corpses with a chance of afternoon showers”.