A brief
introduction to this series: “52 in ’25.”
For awhile now I have been saying that I need to read more, but I always
find excuses to do other things. I have
shelves of books that I have not read. Sometime
in December I decided that I needed to challenge myself, that was the only way
to actually do it. While I love movies,
I know that books are more engaging, more enlightening, just all-around
better. Without having a good gauge as
to how many books I actually read a year (I usually have 3-4 going on various
topics at the same time), I wanted to give myself a reasonable (?) goal. So, I cut it from 100 to one a week – 52. Then, of course, I realized that it works
with the year. So, “52 in ’25” it is. I feel like I can do this. I’m sure some weeks will be more difficult,
and some weeks (like retreat week) will be more productive. So rather than a strict “1 per week,” it is a
cumulative 52 over the year. One extra caveat,
I didn’t want it to be me just re-reading things I have already consumed, so I
am giving myself a limit of 5 books over the year that I have already read. I think that’s fair, and it allows me to
inevitably pick up Jurassic Park again, as I do every year.
So, as an
additional challenge to keep myself honest, I lately decided I am going to do a
brief review of each book. Nothing
groundbreaking, just a few notes on it and my impressions. Again, this is more or less to publicly keep
me going.
I wasn’t sure
where I wanted to start, but eventually I landed on
The Secret Adversary.
A few years ago, I started to read Agatha
Christie, and she has quickly become one of my favorite authors.
I have read a good chunk of her Hercule Poirot
books, so I wanted to dip my feet into a new set from her.
The Secret Adversary
was published in 1922.
I was surprised
to see that it was Christie’s second novel, after only Poirot’s debut in
The
Mysterious Affair at Styles in 1921.
This novel marks the first appearance of Tommy and Tuppence, who are
obviously not as well known as Poirot or Miss Marple in the Christie
bibliography.
It revolves around the unknown
“secret adversary” of Mr. Brown, who leads an organization of Marxists who are
trying to find a proposed secret treaty from the First World War which would
cause chaos and overthrow the British government.
Tommy and Tuppence have decided they want to
start an adventure, and end up in the middle of this intrigue.
As always with Christie, it’s a true
page-turner.
Once you get into it, it’s
hard to put down because you want to know what’s coming next.
I will say, without giving anything away, I feel
into her trap of thinking I knew who Mr. Brown was.
It was a good surprise twist in the end.
I also quite liked Tommy and Tuppence.
They are a little more easy to relate to,
especially in comparison to the sometimes egotistical, almost unbearable
Poirot.
Overall, I would put it pretty
high up on my list of favorite Christie novels.
I would definitely recommend it, though not as a first Christie novel
(that would be probably
And Then There Were None or one of a handful of
Poirot stories).
In fact, I liked it so
much that, while I was planning on reading something else, I will be continuing
with their second novel.
I will add that
I have watched about half of the BBC production from the early 80s (I started it as I was reading and stopped before spoiling anything). It’s pretty good, pretty faithful to the book, but I really don’t like the
casting choice for Tommy and Tuppence.
They are supposed to be in their 20s, full of life, but the actors are
in the mid-30s and somewhat dull.