Strong Poison (Lord Peter Wimsey #6), by Dorothy L. Sayers
Strong Poison by Dorothy L. Sayers
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
I’ve long wanted to read some of the more “classic” mysteries in the hopes of finding another Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, or Miss Marple. I was also inspired by 1986’s mystery-adventure “Killed Until Dead” in which Wimsey and other classic sleuths investigate.
Unfortunately, Dorothy L. Sayers’ “Strong Poison” failed to impress, feeling distinctly dated. Published in 1930, it suffers from the mannerisms, the tone, and the zeitgeist of the previous decade which detracted from my overall enjoyment.
Right from the outset, the narrative was bogged down by a significant information dump delivered through the judge’s summarising of the case to the jury. This served as an intro, and while I appreciate thorough background, it dragged on unnecessarily for the first 12% of the novel, making for a tedious start.
Lord Peter Wimsey, the supposed star of the show, comes across as unsympathetic and rather superficial. His character, along with that of Harriet Vane, left me feeling disconnected and uninvested. The novel seemed to revel in his eccentricity without endearing him to the reader. Unlike Holmes, Poirot, or Marple, whose quirks add depth and charm, Wimsey’s characteristics felt forced and less appealing.
The secondary characters did not fare much better in my estimation. Harriet Vane, the accused at the heart of the narrative, and various other figures blended into the background without making a significant impact.
Moreover, the characterisation is often shallow and relies on outdated stereotypes.
»“Female intuition,” said Eiluned, bluntly. “She doesn’t like the way he does his hair.”«
To make matters worse, I correctly guessed the culprit and motive early on, leaving me underwhelmed for much of the remainder of the novel.
Despite its shortcomings, I must admit that “Strong Poison” is not a complete failure. The writing is good enough, and Sayers’ use of language is undeniably evocative. Fans of classic mysteries may find more to appreciate, but for me, it failed to live up to its potential.
Three stars out of five from me; I have read far worse, but I expected much better.
Ceterum censeo Putin esse delendam
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