13.10.12
When I got my first adult library tickets at the age of 14, I read every Agatha Christie book I could find. After 4 or 5, it became clear that they were not only formulaic but also that the murderer appeared to be randomly chosen from the cast list. This was, admittedly, more sophisticated, with its additional level of drama among the investigators, and a few well-laid twists and red-herrings, but it just never came alive.
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