I've always enjoyed Agatha Christie whenever I picked one of her books, though the level fluctuated somewhat. Now I know why this one is held up there with "And then there were none", and it deserves the praise.
The mystery is a good one: closed quarters, and it keeps getting more intricate and tangled with each chapter. This, I expected.
What I did not expect, was the emotional charge. I felt intrigued and amused for most of it.
Then mentions of loyalty get dropped here and there, and as it peaked at the end, it dawns: so many people, and it's the real deal.
I felt awe, kinship and compassion in the end.
So, yeah. Full stars.
“In my opinion, M. Poirot,” he said, “the first theory you put forward was the correct one"