Review: And Then There Were None

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

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This novel is perfection. Nail-biting in every sense of the word. I have a confession, I read it on my Kobo and upon checking if my copy was complete, I went to the last page trying to check the existence of the Acknowledgement page. (It would suck really hard if upon tapping towards the last page on the e-book, I would find out my copy is truncated). And so I saw a name. :( And I automatically assumed that the name is the mystery in this novel. I was right! So if you are new to this novel, DO NOT in under any circumstances flip to the last page! I assure you though, it did not diminish the effect of this story on me.

But my god, I was so into the story. I couldn't help it. Christie's writing shone ominously. It was like a movie reel in my head--in all its vintage and sinister delight. Once they stepped foot on Indian Island, I was scared for them; I was even scared for myself. I gasped at every turn. I exclaimed "shit!" at every death. I even dreamt I was one of the "ten indians" the first night I started reading this book. The insanity their situation brought unto them was well developed from start to finish. Christie was even able to build and "show" each character chapter by chapter with very minimal "narration" or "telling".

I was never one to read a mystery book to try and figure out whodunit. I was the type of reader who just goes with the scenes and live in that scene with clarity. And that is why the killer's ingenuity terrified me. I shook as I read; I bit my nails to oblivion as I neared the end. I was scared shit of my own front door and of my own shadow.

This will definitely NOT be my last Christie novel. See you again in the next few books, queen!


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A not-so-funny anecdote to accompany my review (you can skip this part): I sat at a dark corner at my office's back entrance while I was waiting for my boyfriend at work. I turned on my Kobo to read the last few chapters of And Then There Were None. My very funny boyfriend thought it was a good idea to sneak past me while I was so absorbed with reading how murder target #4 will fare out. He came up behind me and lifted my bag away from me. I was so effing startled and scared--my knees weakened (good thing I was sitting on a step or my knees would've given out); my eyes registered an intense panic; my entire form quivered. I was on the verge of screaming my face off. He, too, was taken aback by my severe reaction. Immediately, I saw from his very regretful stupid cute adorable face that he didn't expect he'd frightened me that much (bloody arsehole). A laugh bubbled up and out of me and I started crying. So there I was crying and laughing at the same time after the initial shock wore out. The good news: during my hysteria he promised to feed me the next day for frightening me out of my wits.

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