james reviewed Death Comes to Marlow by Robert Thorogood
Irrelevant Olive Oil
3 stars
I started reading Thorogood’s first of this series once I’d devoured all of Richard Osman’s available books in the Thursday Murder Club series. OAPs solving murders? Well, tie me to the Typewriter and call me Angela Lansbury, we’ve got crimes to solve.
If I was to directly compare the Marlow series to the Thursday series, it does pale in comparison. I laugh my arse off at Richards work, but Robert just leaves me with a “that was nice, seeing the gang back together”. The gang being Judith, Becks and Suzie; three very different women in three different stages of life. They’re a nice awkward trio but they didn’t make me love them as much as I did in the first of the series.
The plot this time was… a plot. I was happy to go along to find out about the Olive Oil but then it turns out it was …
I started reading Thorogood’s first of this series once I’d devoured all of Richard Osman’s available books in the Thursday Murder Club series. OAPs solving murders? Well, tie me to the Typewriter and call me Angela Lansbury, we’ve got crimes to solve.
If I was to directly compare the Marlow series to the Thursday series, it does pale in comparison. I laugh my arse off at Richards work, but Robert just leaves me with a “that was nice, seeing the gang back together”. The gang being Judith, Becks and Suzie; three very different women in three different stages of life. They’re a nice awkward trio but they didn’t make me love them as much as I did in the first of the series.
The plot this time was… a plot. I was happy to go along to find out about the Olive Oil but then it turns out it was a red herring. The actual setup for the murder was… ridiculous, tbh. I wasn’t satisfied, though the author did do okay on misdirecting me most of the time from the real killer.
This was a book, it had a plot, there was a conclusion. I’ll read the next because I do like the gang but, I won’t be desperate for the next chapter in the story.
