I pick up Ngaio Marsh’s books when I want an old fashioned mystery that isn’t an Agatha Christie (though no one beats Christie in this genre, period). However, they keep letting me down, though they are certainly inoffensive for the most part. The last two Marsh books I reviewed were rather dull. Marsh’s Death in Ecstasy was better, although still not Christie caliber. Nigel Bathgate, journalist and similarly dim Hastings to Chief Detective-Inspector Alleyn’s Poirot, finds himself at a mysterious religious service at a place […]
Better Than the Last Ones, With a Side of Homophobia
Death in Ecstasy by Ngaio Marsh
