With a large cast of fascinating characters and an equally intriguing plot to match, Death on the Nile is the perfect mystery. I am a longtime fan of Agatha Christie, particularly her Hercule Poirot series, and she truly outdid herself with this one.
It is a rare moment as of late that I enjoy all the female characters in a book, but this book did it for me. From Jackie to Cornelia to Rosalie, I adored the women of Death on the Nile. That’s not to say the men were disappointing. In fact, they (nearly) lived up to the women, every one of them. I’m just a bit surprised sometimes to see fictional men and women written so well. It’s refreshing!
On to the story, and mystery, itself, I absolutely loved it. I had my mind entirely made up on who it was about 5 times, one of which was actually correct but I had no idea at the time. Instead, I kept guessing, sure I was wrong. But that’s the norm with me. On the rare occasion I figure out a mystery for myself, I second guess it, and then choose the wrong person. A very, very wrong person.
(Also, complete side note, but I’m pretty sure I read this when I was younger and totally forgot I had. It seemed a tad bit familiar to me at times, but I truly remember nothing else of my middle school experience, so who knows?)