Review
Sparkling Cyanide is not one of my favorite Christies. I haven´t been particularly intrigued by the crime or the suspects and the first part of the book, a chapter for each of the suspects and an explanation for their possible motives to kill off Rosemary Barton, didn´t work for me.
And Anthony Browns condescending manner towards one of the female characters really grated on my nerves. Should a man ever call me “my little darling idiot”, I would punch him … oh yes, I would punch him hard.
A big meh for this Christie.