3.5 stars for the writing, humor and characters, I can see why it’s a classic inverted mystery, but one star on my personal scale, as I really don’t enjoy being in a psychopath’s head, and didn’t like reading this for the most part. I felt like a rubbernecking driver passing a bloody crash on a highway - can’t look away!
We know from the first page who the murderer is, because the author tells us. The opening scene, at a tennis party given in a Devonshire village by Dr. Edmund Bickleigh and his wife, sets the stage wonderfully with dark, snarky humor. The reader clearly sees that the doctor is of a lower social class than his wife, a fact she has reminded him of every day of their 10 year marriage. She orders him around in front of guests - we are also told he is a diminutive man, and obviously insecure.
At first I pitied him, but eventually, as the novel progressed and I spent more time in his mind I found it disturbing and sordid. I don’t generally read dark, psychological mysteries and thrillers starring serial killers. I know there are plenty of dark, malicious, evil people in the world, just from watching and reading the news. I prefer more traditional mysteries and police procedurals in the Golden Age Christie mold, to escape the dark stuff!
There is a twist ending, cleverly done, as is the whole plot; Francis Iles was a pseudonym of Anthony Berkeley, one of the founders of the Detection Club. I’ve read a couple of his mysteries and stories and they are all different, clever and well written. This one was not my cup of tea, as there wasn’t a likable character in the book, and the killer was such a misogynistic, malicious, vengeful, narcissistic person, I felt sordid just being in his head! But it was clever and well-written. I would be interested to read more of Berkeley’s books.