I’m not a fan of Agatha Christie.
I think what turned me off was starting with the Miss Marple mysteries, after viewing the old Margaret Rutherford movies. My late aunt, that was a great fan of Christie gave me an omnibus edition with a number of Miss Marple books, and I hated them.
But as I think I already mentioned, I love the Poirot movies featuring Peter Ustinov, and when it comes to Death on the Nile, in my house we are divided – to me, nothing surpasses the Ustinov movie, while my brother, that is a David Suchet fan, prefers the TV movie.
And now, while the world is talking about Murder on the Orient Express, I decided to go back to the original Death on the Nile novel.
Christie was after all the wife of an archaeologist, and I’m sure her depiction of Egypt will be useful when writing my serial.
This is not so much research as hunting for local color.
Death on the Nile was published in 1937 – one year after the events in AMARNA, and is therefore a good companion for this early phase of writing and plotting.
And now it turns out there will be a movie, next year or the year after that, featuring Kenneth Branagh as Poirot (and director), in a follow up to Orient Express.
There’s no escaping Branagh, apparently.
Anyway, on to the re-read of Nile.
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