Review: The Mistletoe Murder and Other Stories

Title: The Mistletoe Murder and Other Stories
Author: P.D. James

This edition published: 2017
First published: 1969, 1979, 1995, 1996
Publisher: Faber & Faber

Following on from Agatha Christie, this review is of a prolific crime writer from the next generation: P.D James. I picked up The Mistletoe Murder and Other Stories at Paddington Station on a rare occasion when I wasn’t doing a 100-metre dash for a train. I had heard nothing but praise for the ‘Queen of Crime’ and fancied a few short stories to ease myself into the festive spirit.

The Mistletoe Murder and Other Stories
looking festive.

The first story in the book, ‘The Mistletoe Murder’, was astonishing. While it was published near the end of P.D. James’s long career as a crime writer, it actually takes you right back to the beginning. This is the true story of the murder that happened under the author’s nose one Christmas. She told hundreds of other stories before revealing this one to the world. You can’t help but wonder whether, for years, she was just searching for the right words.

It sounds like a cliché, but it turns out that England used to be like this: a young war widow is invited to her grandmother’s country house for Christmas along with two distant cousins. Young P.D. James didn’t know any of these relatives very well, but she hadn’t exactly been overwhelmed with other invitations. You’ll have to read it to find out which of her relatives committed the murderous act...

Another of the stories, ‘The Twelve Clues of Christmas’ (I must admit, I think titling has come a long way since then), follows a similar plotline. It’s interesting to draw parallels with the first story: a well-to-do family gather in an isolated country house at Christmas and one of them gets their comeuppance. Was this one written as practice until the time the author could finally reveal her own story?

These tales were all written and set a while ago now, but they are great reads with a touch of class. Houses and habits and haircuts may have changed, but the human emotions and motivations explored here are universal, so I’m sure people will still be reading these in years to come. They aren’t gruesome or sensationalist stories full of guts and horror, they instead get under the skin of what causes apparently ordinary people to decide that another person’s life is their's for the taking. The characters here are the everyday people who blend into the background, carrying heavy secrets with them until the end of their own lives. It’s fascinating stuff.

The Mistletoe Murder and Other Stories would be a great stocking-filler, and the perfect read during the mid-afternoon slump on Christmas Day when everyone is either nodding off or walking the dogs… as long as you aren’t in an isolated country house surrounded by bitter relatives with access to the turkey knife, that is…

Review: Murder on the Orient Express (film)

Name: Murder on the Orient Express
Based on: The novel by Agatha Christie
Starring: Kenneth Branagh, Michelle Pfeiffer, Johnny Depp, Judi Dench
Released: 2017

Murder on the Orient Express is the perfect cinematic spectacle to catch as we dive headlong into winter. Weather-wise, its full of snow. I was one of the few people (it seems) who didn't know the ending before watching the film, which I think made it more enjoyable.



This poster was created specially for
the film by New York illustrator
Johnny Dombrowski. See Inside
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to get your hands on one. 

Hercule Poirot (Branagh) is looking forward to a long overdue holiday when he is compelled to take on a murder case in London. Thankfully, he meets his old friend Bouc in Istanbul, who makes room for the famous Poirot on his train – the luxurious Orient Express where guests travel across Europe in style.

So twelve strangers gather aboard the train for the three-day journey. All they have in common is their ability to afford the expensive ticket. The motley crew – including a shady art dealer, a violent dancer, a rude princess and an American woman in search of husband number three – are thrown into disarray when one of them is killed in the sanctity of their train cabin. They're all suspects and the murderer could, of course, strike again.

Murder on the Orient Express is a classic story that has been continuously retold. And for good reason. It includes money and a love affair, as my Welsh friend put it, but more than that, it takes a long, hard look at the wide moral gap between right and wrong, and the ways in which the human soul can fracture.

In my opinion, as well as being a snowy spectacle, Murder on
the Orient Express is good old-fashioned entertainment, with great performances from some of Hollywood's finest. The film took a little while to get going, but then it moved at quite a pace – unlike the train they were stranded on. (Sorry.) I enjoyed figuring out whodunit, and now would like to forget the whole thing entirely so that I can pick up the book in a few years' time and experience it afresh as Agatha would have wanted.

Review: A Handful of Dust

Title: A Handful of Dust
Author: Evelyn Waugh
First published: 1934
Publisher (this edition): Penguin Modern Classics

A Handful of Dust was recommended to me during a holiday chat about favourite books, and I've been looking forward to reading this one for a while.

Brenda is married to Tony Last, who enjoys nothing more than a weekend on his inherited countryside estate with his wife and son. After a few years of the quiet life, Brenda misses the thrills of London society, so takes up a small studio flat – along with a superficial lover of insubstantial character – and very quietly moves to the city.



A Handful of Dust by Evelyn Waugh

What follows is the tale of a bitter divorce, but it isn't written with bitterness. The lightness of touch pokes fun at a group of people who have more money and time than they know what to do with. To prevent boredom, they go to endless parties at each others houses, organise each others love lives and keep what they mistakenly think of as secrets. This is not a story about politics or war, but the changing economic situation of the 1930s looms behind them all like a shadow, and it becomes clear that there might not be room in the modern world for this lot and their ways.

On first impression, A Handful of Dust was more accessible than expected, written by a man with the ability to see the humour in uncomfortable and tragic places. There are also some beautiful phrases here, and one of my favourites is: "...llamas packed with works of intricate craftsmanship...". Without giving away too much, parts of this book will satisfy your inner Amazonian explorer. A nice surprise, given that the majority of the story is set in a gothic mansion.

I mentioned this in a to-read list a few weeks ago, but a distant relative of mine was Evelyn Waugh's housekeeper when he was a boy, which added a layer of fun detective work to the story for me. John Last, son of the divorcing couple, has a nanny, and I love the thought that this sincere character could be based on a voice that trickled down the generations to my own ears. Perhaps a tenuous link, but I'm going to stick with it, as they don't come along often!

A Handful of Dust was an entertaining read with an undercurrent of injustice that touched all of the main characters. I don't envy them, despite their spacious houses and bustling social lives. Add this to your list of must-read classics.

Review: Love in a Cold Climate (TV)

Name: Love in a Cold Climate

Starring: Rosamund Pike, Elisabeth Dermot Walsh, Megan Dodds, Javier Alcina

Length: 2 hours 30 mins, over two episodes

Year: 2002

I’ve cheated! Love in a Cold Climate is still on my to-read list, but it is also on Netflix. After a busy weekend earlier this month, I conked out on the sofa, tuned into this mini-series and made a Christmas pom-pom.

The BBC adaptation of Love in a Cold Climate

Three upper-class girls in the 1930s are looking for love, and maybe even marriage. After a fairly dowdy coming-out ball, things start to get interesting for them. Our narrator, Fanny (Rosamund Pike), is constantly being compared to her mother, the infamous ‘Bolter’, a woman of – shall we say – a loose moral persuasion, according to the rigid standards of the time. I read about a real-life Bolter a few years ago in a book by Francis Osborne, and Idina Sackville was apparently the inspiration for Fanny's mother.

Polly, Fanny’s beautiful friend, has to endure ball after ball while her snobbish mother, Lady Montdore, waxes lyrical over her daughter’s apparent ambivalence to romance. It is Polly who questions, on returning from Imperial India, how love will differ in a cold climate. The secrets of her heart are revealed when she marries her uncle, her mother’s lover, the promiscuous ‘Boy’, scandalising society and officially cutting ties with the outraged Lady Montdore.

Fanny’s cousin, Linda (Elizabeth Dermot Walsh), defies her father by marrying a German man, and in doing so appears to fall on her feet, having both of the boxes ‘marriage’ and ‘love’ ticked. That is, until it goes pear-shaped when Linda’s head and heart are turned by a communist speaker in Hyde Park. Her story was my favourite, as her pursuit of true love takes her around the world and back again, ending in England during the Blitz.

This TV adaptation combines both Love in a Cold Climate and Pursuit of Love, so I’m not one hundred percent sure where one story began and the other ended. All the more reason to read the books! The show was pacy and depicted the girls' spirit as they navigated life, love and society in the changing world between the wars. The characters around them were eccentric and not always that likeable, which made Fanny, Polly and Linda all the more endearing.

One for a rainy Sunday afternoon!

Review: Villa Triste

Name: Villa Triste

Author: Patrick Modiano

First Published: September 1975

This Edition Published: May 2016

Publisher: Daunt Books

This dusky-looking item was a true impulse buy. I was aimlessly browsing a bookshop one lunchtime about a year ago looking for something a bit different. I was enticed by Villa Triste, with its shiny, golden title hovering over a musty, broken and abandoned house with a beautiful lakeside view.

The faded glamour of Patrick Modiano's Villa Triste

The narrator of Villa Triste is a mysterious young
man who seems, at times, wise beyond his years.
Victor Chmara (if that is his real name) has fled from who-knows-where to the safe haven of a French town on the edge of a Swiss lake. He lives in fear, for reasons that are never entirely revealed, yet feels safe in the knowledge that he could cross the lake to Switzerland
if trouble ever catches up with him.

Sitting in a hotel one evening, Victor meets two charming people: the up-and-coming actress, Yvonne Jacquet, and her eccentric friend, René Meinthe. And so begins a friendship that takes him to debauched parties and expensive hotels.

But his new friends keep him at arm’s length, and
their existence provokes more questions than they themselves answer. Where does their money come from? Where have they come from? Where does René disappear at night? And why does the phone keep ringing in the empty Villa Triste? The town they live in, at first so glamorous, begins to feel shallow, corrupt and dirty as the source of the mystery becomes apparent.

The book opens years later, as Victor views the dilapidated town from a bus window. Villa Triste pays close attention to deeply-held feelings and atmospheres that simmer just below the surface. It captures the haze of memory, the holes where things have been forgotten and the rosy tints we apply to the past. It also paints a character who doesn't quite understand the power plays and complicated relationships happening around him. All of these elements come together to create a perfectly haunting, mysterious and atmospheric read.

Patrick Modiano won the Nobel prize for literature in 2014 and you can buy Villa Triste from Daunt Books. 

Review: This Must Be the Place

Name: This Must be the Place
Author: Maggie O'Farrell
First Published: May 2016
Publisher: Tinder Press

My latest read took me on a journey to deepest Ireland via sunny San Francisco, a forest in Scotland, a yacht sashaying across the Swedish seas and a messy London flat. And that list isn't even exhaustive. The snippet of map on the front cover of This Must Be the Place doesn't lie – these characters like to travel.

I was drawn to Maggie O'Farrell after reading an old Guardian article she wrote about the process of writing. While her baby slept, swaddled in a sling, she would take to the keyboard and type until the young babe awoke. Impressive.

This Must Be the Place by Maggie O'Farrell, sitting proudly in my armchair

This Must Be the Place pivots around two people. We follow the twists and turns of their lives, both before they meet and afterwards. Daniel is an American linguistics professor. He is kind, loud and flawed. Claudette is a half-French, somewhat reluctant movie star with a stuttering son and a shotgun. When we meet them they are living, together with a handful of children, in a secluded house in rural Ireland at the end of a long track punctuated with security gates.

Things change one day when Daniel hears the voice of someone he used to know through his car radio. He can't help himself – he has to find out what happened to Nicola Janks. He only knew her for a short time twenty years ago, so his newfound mission couldn't possibly upset the present-day apple cart, could it?

I loved following the trails of events in This Must Be the Place, jumping through time zones, globetrotting and witnessing situations through multiple viewpoints – the children, the friends, the lovers. This book is a great example of cause and effect: the life of a character can be altered by an event that happened years ago, in another country, before they were even born. A spooky thought!

Maggie's writing was atmospheric and accessible, and she captures fleeting moments and lingers on them in a way that you don't have time to do in real life. It felt indulgent. I classify this book as one to snuggle up with on the sofa!

This edition is currently on sale in Waterstones if you'd like to add it to your shelf.

Books to Read

The ten books I'd like to read next (and potentially review!)

1. A Handful of Dust by Evelyn Waugh

An old and distant relative of mine was Evelyn Waugh's housemaid when he was a boy in Somerset. That's as good a reason as any to start reading his books!

2. Good Night Stories for Rebel Girls by Elena Favelli

This is technically a children's book, but it just sounds so fab.

3. The Color Purple by Alice Walker

This literary stalwart set in the USA's deep south in the 1930s has been on my radar for years. I've been building up to it and think I'm ready...

4. The Watchmaker of Filigree Street by Natasha Pulley

I am unashamedly judging this book by its cover. Just look at that shine!

5. Les Parisiennes by Anne Sebba

So many wonderful and inspirational women lived in Paris during Nazi occupation - fashion designers, spies, novelists, racing drivers - and this book tells their true stories.

6. Love in a Cold Climate by Nancy Mitford

This one has been on the Christmas list for years. Will 2017 be the year, Father C?

7. The Madonna of the Mountains by Elise Valmorbida

I rubbed shoulders with Elise in her wonderful creative writing class a couple of years ago. Am so excited to read her epic sweep of a novel when it comes out in 2018.

8. The Casual Vacancy by J.K. Rowling

As a big Potter fan I have utter faith in J.K.'s talents.

9. A God in Ruins by Kate Atkinson

This sequel to one of my favourite books, Life After Life, promises to reveal what happened to the world's loveliest character, Teddy. I'm borrowing this one from Mum so will have to read it quick.

10. Changing my Mind by Zadie Smith

I like changing my mind too, so I think I'll get on well with Zadie's essays on her influences and inspirations.