According to the narrator of this story crimes that are read in novels, are mostly implausible. The writers of those years (the year 1938) do nothing but try to invent some new system so much as it is absurd to kill someone. But now the times are starting to change and with them the methods devised by the killers to get rid of dell'incomodo turn. Just crimes with closed chambers, houses cursed, ghosts, murders, curses, death, footsteps on the ceiling, trained monkeys, mastiffs Saving Silverman, sharp arrows, poisonous South American snakes spotted and mysterious radiation! Also because, as the literary experience of almost 50 years earlier, the case of devices that do not absolutely guarantee the impunity for those who put them in place.
This kind of tricks can possibly satisfy the tastes of readers of detective novels, but in reality have absolutely no practical or functional. Too complicated and cerebral. Not to mention the disposal of the corpse. The House of Commons, the Wax Museum, the carriages of the era, the zoo, the Tower of London, the Egyptian rooms, mazes of hedges, tennis courts, the Elizabethan theaters and even the graves of others. All
location is very impressive and spectacular course. But that effort. And that risk. Hence, also the narrator, almost apologizing with whimsical yellow and writers with their readers who are probably hungry " begin to despair of their arguments When she describes the way in which I killed Monkham: it was all very simple. "A simple plan, elementary, effective surgery. A prêt-à-porter, reusable, easily adaptable to the needs of the moment of the season (a slimy blackmailer, a rich wife, a faithless husband, a lover pretentious, an importunate heir, a fellow bully etc ... well take a bit 'you according to your wishes). But no less accurate than other more fanciful.
a visit to the home of the victim, the bell (I recommend gloves!), You are made to accommodate the future corpse himself, a well-placed pistol shot (with a silencer !) e tanti saluti al padrone di casa. L’alibi? E no. L’alibi se permettete è tutta un’altra cosa. E’ più importante del crimine in sé e per sé. Le energie mentali risparmiate nell’ideazione e nella realizzazione del delitto devono essere spese nel concepire un solido piano di difesa. Ma pure in questo caso niente di troppo complicato per carità. Giusto 5 minuti, ma più che sufficienti per predisporre le cose in modo da far figurare che per una certa ora si dispone possibilmente del miglior alibi del mondo. “ Subito dopo aver ucciso Monkham andai direttamente a Scotland Yard. Mi sembrava il posto migliore per crearmi un alibi ” E come dargli torto ? Certo, se poi the transition is to be the worst kind, a despicable blackmailer, the spectrum of suspects widens considerably, dramatically increasing the chances to get away. But even the most optimistic projections show that the murderess could imagine that the victim's apartment that night would have been more popular and busy ring road of Milan or Rome ring road during rush hour. Ben comes.
another problem for investigators who will be called upon to unravel the tangle. He just can not go to bed confident. In perfect peace of mind. As mentioned, you have a perfect alibi. The alibi of Scotland Yard. A warning though. The greater the number of visitors crime scene, and then the suspects and are also more likely that someone can, even inadvertently disrupt even the best excuse in the world ... ....
novel and the author never seen in Italy. A typical example of yellow investigation where many people really are not what they then say they are or are to be where they should not or would not want to ever have been less appropriate and time, leaving behind any kind of track. All or nearly so, of course, with a more plausible reason to take out the "deceased". Ben told with discrete sensations, perhaps in a diluted number of pages a little bit too much, which softened the pace and suspense, transforming the reading into a tiring outing dall'andatura pleasant and relaxing rather than in a frantic rush. He realizes the same story during the murderess, apologizing for any digression too, for some flashbacks, maybe not essential, to easy to give up some brackets.
And another where you find it so bad? To search for a fault at all costs, it is perhaps too disproportionate to the dichotomy between the very bad pierced - odious, blackmailed and various minor characters diverse and at the end you are doing blatantly rooting for the murderer, whoever he is in the hope that, at least once, the sfanghi.
A delightful yellow cut Specifically, told in first person by the offender, nearly inverted the story and takes the reader on the edge, however, up to the last row. Perhaps, as mentioned, not extraordinary in the rhythm, but still good quality, in perfect Dachshund, underlining once more the care and effort on the part of the publishing house to try to offer something that is not trivial, that can to distinguish itself in general. If not then you should meet in terms of suspense, you can always keep it into account as a guide, as a handbook of useful tips always carry, and which may have recourse if you ever have an urgent need to demonstrate that they have never been in a certain place at a certain time. You never know in life.
I beg you please treasure above all the errors committed by the guilty person narrator of this novel. Now I must leave you. I ran home to my beloved wife. I want to give her a surprise of those who do not expect. But there is no point in my looking. Today between 18.25 and 19.10, in fact, I will be, without a shadow of a doubt, somewhere else ... ... ... ...
Article by Alberto "Allanon" Cotton
Details Book
- Title: Scotland Yard's alibi
- Author: Don Betteridge
- Original title: Scotland Yard alibi
- Translator Dario Pratesi
- Publisher: Polillo
- Dachshund Necklace I No 92
- Year 2011 Pages 283 Price € 13.90
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