Helpful Score: 2
Diverting entry in an ongoing series. Erast Fandorin is a charming, nineteenth-century Russian James Bond-if-he-was-fathered-by-Nero-Wolfe sleuth trapped on board a huge new luxury liner with a greedy, murderous genius who is after the world's greatest hoard of gemstones.
People die right and left as the sleuth, ineptly assisted by seemingly every passenger assigned to eat in his dining room, closes in on the inevitable identification of the killer/fortune hunter. Much entertaining diversion available, though the novice to the series can pick this volume up and start right here with no fear of missing a step. Akunin is a master of the enriching aside, the grace note that adds a little something to the series' fans' pleasure, but isn't required for the newcomer to understand to get the full impact of the story or the characters.
Genially recommended.
People die right and left as the sleuth, ineptly assisted by seemingly every passenger assigned to eat in his dining room, closes in on the inevitable identification of the killer/fortune hunter. Much entertaining diversion available, though the novice to the series can pick this volume up and start right here with no fear of missing a step. Akunin is a master of the enriching aside, the grace note that adds a little something to the series' fans' pleasure, but isn't required for the newcomer to understand to get the full impact of the story or the characters.
Genially recommended.
R E K. (bigstone) - , reviewed Murder on the Leviathan (Erast Fandorin, Bk 3) on + 1438 more book reviews
Erast Fandorin is once again investigating a murder. This time he is sailing on the Leviathan on its maiden voyage. The tale begins in Paris (1878) where ten people are murdered in a mansion. The only items missing are a valuable Indian statue, later found embedded in the mud, and an unusual scarf. A clue found at the scene suggests that the murderer will be traveling on the Leviathan. However, Fandorin must take second place to Police commissioner Papa Gauche from Paris. There are humorous scenes between the competing investigators. Even though the author suggests several suspects one early clue discloses who committed the murders to the reader early on. I enjoyed this read but not as muoh as The Winter Queen.
Cindy M. (RenascenceC) reviewed Murder on the Leviathan (Erast Fandorin, Bk 3) on + 77 more book reviews
Not as compelling as *The Winter Queen* but nevertheless fun in a reprise of *Murder on the Orient Express.*
Very enjoyable
Ron K. (WhidbeyIslander) -
OK, but I found it a bit tiresome and with too many details about precious stones. Some of it was also a little unbelievable and coincidences abound.
Maura (maura853) -
Very disappointing. This rose to the top of by TBR pile on the strength of reviews that described it as a clever, charming homage to Agatha Christie novels like "Murder on the Orient Express."
It's not. Not clever, but clunky, in style, structure and narration. NOT charming, but toe-curlingly, casually racist and misogynist in a way that is NOT CUTE. (Yes, I know, "reflecting the attitudes of the period in which is set, yada, yada, yada ..." But there are ways of depicting those attitudes, while making it clear that the author neither shares them, nor believes that the reader shares them.)
And not even an homage to Christie (who is a Goddess, btw, and mere mortals should not even THINK of sullying those coattails ...) More like a mish-mash of Christie, Conan Doyle, Kipling and even Jules Verne. On a bad day.
Erast Fandorin is charming, and in the movie in my head, I pictured him played by Tom Hiddleston. It got an extra half-star for that.
It's not. Not clever, but clunky, in style, structure and narration. NOT charming, but toe-curlingly, casually racist and misogynist in a way that is NOT CUTE. (Yes, I know, "reflecting the attitudes of the period in which is set, yada, yada, yada ..." But there are ways of depicting those attitudes, while making it clear that the author neither shares them, nor believes that the reader shares them.)
And not even an homage to Christie (who is a Goddess, btw, and mere mortals should not even THINK of sullying those coattails ...) More like a mish-mash of Christie, Conan Doyle, Kipling and even Jules Verne. On a bad day.
Erast Fandorin is charming, and in the movie in my head, I pictured him played by Tom Hiddleston. It got an extra half-star for that.
