This 1939 crime novel was written rather like a B-movie: lots of peril and exciting car chases but nothing in the way of complex plotting or character development! It was quite fun but very superficial, and didn't really engage my attention ⭐⭐
This 1939 crime novel was written rather like a B-movie: lots of peril and exciting car chases but nothing in the way of complex plotting or character development! It was quite fun but very superficial, and didn't really engage my attention ⭐⭐
Still working my way through The Moonstone for February's Classic Crime Club (and really enjoying it!) but already looking ahead to the next couple of choices. These are our March and April picks, and I'm looking forward to both of them! They're both considerably shorter than the Wilkie Collins too 😉