by Agatha Christie
Published in 1940
Also titled: One, Two, Buckle My Shoe
In this book, Hercule Poirot goes to the dentist. And, as usual murder ensues.
This was a good mystery, and I greatly enjoyed it. But, as usual, the reason I enjoyed it was because Christie was willing to delve a little deeper than just “who killed whom,” and wrestle with some more serious issues, in this case, Is human life inherently valuable simply because it is human life?
My only beef with this story is that several characters had names that were very similar, making the story sometimes difficult to follow. (Wait, is this Blunt or Barnes?)
This mystery was a 4/5 for me, and below I take a brief look at those more serious issues, whilst revealing many spoilers…