In this novel it seems to me that Agatha Christie is kind of poking fun at her own genre; she's got an impossible murder committed on a crowded airplane, right under the nose of Hercule Poirot himself!
It's a good story, and very clever, although I prefer less of Poirot pontificating and more of other characters in general. I really didn't remember who the murderer was, although I've read it before at least once.
I also read recently by this author: Three-Act Tragedy
List of Agatha Christie books in order link is here.
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