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The Murder Of Roger Ackroyd (2006)

The Murder of Roger Ackroyd (2006)

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1579126278 (ISBN13: 9781579126278)
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Up until the ending, I really did not understand why this book is widely considered to be the best (or at least the top five) of Christie’s books. Then it happened, and I was like WHAT!?Actually it was more like a double what, because not only was it a really daring ending, especially for being published in 1926, but I actually guessed the murderer! That has never happened to me before. I am THE WORST at guessing mystery endings. I am gullible and trusting and passive as a reader. Authors: take advantage of me shamelessly, and I will enjoy it. Make no mistake, it was entirely a guess. No deductions involved whatsoever. I merely thought of the thing I thought least likely and picked it. That it turned out to be true, and worked beautifully, is entirely accidental (on my part, not Agatha Christie’s–her part was brilliant).I’m going to split the rest of this review up into spoiler and non-spoiler sections, because I just have to talk about the ending.Spoiler Free Zone: Knowing the ending for me is coloring everything I have to say about the rest of the book, but there are some things I am free to say without spoiling you. Firstly, the premise. The titular Roger Ackroyd, fresh off the suicide of his fiance, is murdered mysteriously in a country estate. Hercule Poirot is living next door in retirement, and is brought in on the case by Mr. Ackroyd’s niece. The narrator, and Poirot’s assistant for the case, is Dr. James Sheppard. He lives with his spinster sister Caroline, whom I adore. She plays daft but is actually very sharp. And of course, there are an assortment of relatives and friends who all behave mysteriously enough to warrant suspicion, and Poirot does his Poirot thing of being small and cute and condescending all at the same time.As a sidenote, I would highly recommend the audiobook for this one. Hugh Fraser does a wonderful job. His voice is like butter.Spoilers Ahoy: (view spoiler)[Seriously don’t keep reading if you don’t want to know. At the end of the book, Poirot warns all the major suspects that he is going to tell them everything, and that it would be in their best interest to give up all their secrets before he does it for them. This includes our narrator, Dr. Sheppard, who turns out to have been helping conceal the main suspect in the investigation, and having given no evidence of it in his account even to us the readers. And there’s a reason for this, which is that the book we are reading is actually a document Sheppard constructed for the sole purpose of being read after the fact. He was convinced Poirot would be unable to solve the case, and like Poirot’s past assistants, he could publish the document to acclaim. Only Poirot does solve the case and Dr. Sheppard is found out. Dr. Sheppard is the murderer. There were subtle clues all throughout the book, more in what he as narrator doesn’t say than what he does. It was one of these instances that caused me to wonder, Hey, what if he was the murderer? And then I giggled a bunch, I’m sure. The book then becomes an artifact of the mystery itself. To get even more spoilery, Poirot allows Sheppard to finish up the book as a sort of confession, before Sheppard kills himself to save face. It was all very British. (hide spoiler)]

إنها حقا مدهشة...تمتاز قصص أغاثا بالإثارة و باحتوائها على عبرة مفادها أن الشر لابد خاسر..لكن هذه القصة هي أجمل ماكتبت أغاثا على الإطلاق برأيي المتواضع..تمسك بيدك وتُعرّفك رويدا رويدا على سكان القرية الطيبين مشاكل بعضهم و نزوات بعضهم الآخر ..لكن آخر ما يخطر ببالك أن يُقتل فلان و هنا تبدأ رحلة البحث عن القاتل ...لكل من الشخصيات وجه مخفي ...رغبة دفينة ..ومصلحة ما قد تتحقق باختفاء هذا الشخص..أو تهديد ما قد يزول بزواله...تقنعك بأن القاتل أمامك هاهو ...وتلف حبل المشنقة حول رقبته رويدا ..رويدا ...لكنك لا تلبث أن تتشكك في قرارك بمجرد تلميح بسيط ترميه بين يديك ..لتعود في دائرة التفكير من جديد حتى تكاد تتهم الجميع ...ثم لا تلبث أن ترفعَ الستار لتريك وجه القاتل ...وجهٌ سيفاجئك ..أو على الأقل هذا ما حدث معي ...لقد كدت " أجلط " حين اكتشفت أن هذا الرجل هو القاتل _ لن أخبرك من هو ^_* _إنها المفاجأة التي تدفعك لمراجعة كل الحقائق السابقة المعروضة أمامك بتؤدة وتكاسل لقد كانت تغزلها أمام عيونك لكن لم تكن تراها!!! مدهشةمستر بوارو البطل التحري الخاص الذي سوّلت له نفسه التقاعد في هذه البلدة البعيدة ...من سوء حظ القاتل...يغيظك برأسه البيضوي ..و قامته القصيرةوهندامه المرتب وشاربه المدلل!!!وأكثر مايغيظ فيه ...هو ثقته الزائدة _حد العجرفة _لكن سرعان ما يصير محبوبك حين يقنعك بحججه و أدلته و عطفه!استمتعت للغاية بهذه الرواية ..فهي حقا من أجمل و أروع ما كتبت أغاثا كريستي المبهرة

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Speechless!I don't care what anyone says, Agatha Christie is a true genius. This classic tale of murder has been rendered immortal in the murder-mystery genre with her smart, innovative and completely unexpected story-telling. Believe me, when I say, you will not see it coming. Yes. That should be the tagline of this story. You will not see it comingThis is my first Hercule Poirot novel. Do all Agatha's books have similar style of solving a murder or is it Poirot's unique style, where he gets into such minute details? I'm not sure. In this book, Poirot knows who the killer is right from the start, all he does throughout the book is eliminate all the other suspects and get them in the clear. It just shows how smart Poirot is. Christie set the bar too high for me with this book, hired I find others equally compelling.
—The_Paperback_Peruser

« Prendiamo un uomo, ad esempio, un uomo comune. Un uomo che non ha alcuna idea delittuosa nel cuore. Ma in lui, nelle profondità del suo animo, c’è un punto debole, una tara morale. Questa tara non è mai affiorata e forse non affiorerà mai... »Credevo che la mia opinione su Agatha Christie, vecchia compagna di liceo, fosse ormai consolidata, cristallizzata. La mia personale classifica piazzava nelle prime due posizioni “Dieci piccoli indiani” e “Assassinio sull’Orient Express”, capolavori indiscussi del genere ma non soltanto. Ora “L’assassinio di Roger Ackroyd” viene a rimescolare le carte, incuneandosi di diritto tra l’uno e l’altro, scalzando l’Orient Express dalla posizione numero due e costringendolo ad accettare una misera medaglia di bronzo. Il podio è completo: i vincitori tendono il collo per far scivolare il nastrino e accolgono il bacio sulla guancia della signorina che distribuisce i mazzi di fiori, io. Ero stata avvertita di quanto questo libro fosse extra-ordinario, ma non pensavo che lo fosse così tanto. Se Conrad, James o Ford si fossero cimentati in una prova narrativa del genere, ora i loro romanzi sarebbero oggetto di studio. Ma siccome Agatha Christie è una giallista (“e quindi uno scrittore di secondo ordine”, è la comune scuola di pensiero) le sue abilità narrative, le sue prodezze architettoniche non interessano a nessuno. La gente si interessa soltanto a scoprire l’assassino. La prodigiosa struttura che porta allo svelamento dell’assassino passa sotto silenzio. D’innanzi al lettore da ombrellone, questo dispiegamento di forze è stato inutile. Ho sempre creduto che la Christie sia la regina indiscussa del giallo. E, per quanto questo abbia tutto il suono dello stereotipo, non ho mai visto stereotipo più comprovato. A Conan Doyle mi pare che si debba rivolgere, al massimo, un sorriso indulgente. Ho sempre creduto, parimenti, che la Christie sia una scrittrice molto dotata, erede di una tradizione di scrittura femminile che ha visto il suo pioniere in Jane Austen e nelle sue indiscusse capacità di caratterista. Ma è difficile convincere qualcuno che sei una scrittrice molto dotata, se scrivi gialli. È difficile, perché il tuo stile deve essere il più asciutto, il più stringente possibile per tenere costantemente il lettore sul filo del rasoio. Allora solo l’indispensabile è detto. Il treno non deve subire il più piccolo scossone. Ed ecco che, se pure le tue trame sono congegnate come cesellati orologi svizzeri, se pure i personaggi balzano su dalla pagina senza che la tua penna ci abbia speso più di tre parole, ecco che comunque, beh, sono solo gialli. Hanno una copertina gialla. Sono letture da ombrellone. Passami la crema solare, amore. No, a costo di passare per una lettrice leggera, io difendo Agatha Christie a spada tratta contro le accuse di giallismo. E tu che la snobbi, tu che adesso sorridi… anche tu sei un potenziale sospettato. Quanto al romanzo oggetto di questa sviolinata, non posso e non voglio svelarvi niente in proposito. Solo, non ne rimarrete delusi. Anche questa è una frase perfettamente stereotipica. Anche questa, perfettamente comprovata.
—Chiara Pagliochini

I almost gave this book three stars (or less) because of the ending. I was disgusted with Agatha Christie's cleverness. Up until the last couple of chapters, she strung me along, had me guessing, had me re-reading previous chapters to double-check facts. And them BAM! the last couple of chapters just made me cringe. I won't spoil the ending or what frustrated me so thoroughly. All the characters were vividly drawn and enthralling. The plot and storytelling delivered page-turning fervor and middle-of-the-night marathons. The mystery ... I can't comment on without spoiling. I've read two other mysteries by Agatha Christie: And Then There Were None and The ABC Murders. This mystery falls in between those two from a reading and likability standpoint.
—Jon

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