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The Tommy and Tuppence short stories have mostly been a letdown for me. None of them are really memorable and wouldn't come strongly recommended. You're far better off sticking with Hercule Poirot or Miss Marple for more consistent results. It often feels like Agatha Christie is recycling the same basic ideas and after a while the formula starts to wear thin. Don’t get me wrong, Tommy and Tuppence have good chemistry and their playful banter can be fun, but too many of their adventures end up falling flat.
The Case of the Missing Lady continues that mediocre trend. As the title makes clear, the plot revolves around the duo trying to track down a young woman who has disappeared. I kept hoping Christie might do something unexpected with such a familiar setup, but the story feels like it’s running on autopilot. Tommy leans hard into a Sherlock Holmes act, casting Tuppence as his Watson, which is mildly amusing.
I won’t bother getting into the details of the plot, since it’s all rather silly and builds toward an an abrupt ending that is utterly ridiculous. The resolution is so anti-climactic that I half-wondered if a few pages were accidentally left out before publication. And while Christie’s work is known to contain some uncomfortable elements such as overt racism, this story stands out for being openly fatphobic.
Not my cup of tea. I’d say this one is safely skippable.
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