Και δεν έμεινε κανένας
Αγκάθα Κρίστι, 1939
★ 4.27 from 1.7m ratings on Goodreads
A group of strangers arrive on an isolated island, where an unseen host turns suspicion into a deadly test of conscience. A polite island gathering curdles into unease, with a steady pace and a cold, watchful voice.
Feels like unease, curiosity and dread. About morality, death and society.
Who it’s for
You may like it if you enjoy closed-circle puzzles, creeping dread, and watching strangers turn on one another. Be aware that some readers find the characters distant and the final payoff divisive, so your emotional connection may vary.
Why read it
It offers a tense, morally charged puzzle about guilt and suspicion, and the isolation makes every courtesy feel uncertain.
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A single memory can turn a warm train carriage cold.
Όμως, είμαι τυχερή που έχω ακόμη κι αυτή τη θέση. Σε κανέναν δεν αρέσουν οι εργαζόμενοι που έχουν περάσει από ανάκριση, έστω κι αν ο ανακριτής με απάλλαξε από κάθε κατηγορία! Μάλιστα, την είχε συγχαρεί για την ετοιμότητα πνεύματος και το κουράγιο που επέδειξε. Για ανάκριση, δε θα μπορούσε να πάει καλύτερα. Και η κυρία Χάμιλτον ήταν η προσωποποίηση της καλοσύνης απέναντί της. Μόνο ο Χιούγκο… όμως όχι… δε θα σκεφτόταν τον Χιούγκο! Ξαφνικά, παρά τη ζέστη μέσα στο βαγόνι, τη διαπέρασε ρίγος. Ευχήθηκε να μην πήγαινε στη θάλασσα. Μια εικόνα εμφανίστηκε καθαρά στον νου της: Το κεφάλι του Σίριλ να ανεβοκατεβαίνει, να κολυμπά προς τον βράχο… Πάνω κάτω, πάνω κάτω… Κι εκείνη να κολυμπά με άνετες απλωτές πίσω του… να σκίζει τη θάλασσα, ξέροντας όμως με απόλυτη βεβαιότητα ότι δε θα προλάβαινε… What readers say
Readers often found the book gripping, tense, and creepy, with a clever puzzle and a twist that surprised them. Some felt distant from the characters or disappointed by the ending, so reactions to the payoff and emotional connection vary.
Αγκάθα Κρίστι.Christie published the novel in 1939. Its original title used a racial slur, which she later replaced; the Greek edition uses the title associated with the nursery rhyme.
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- Is Και δεν έμεινε κανένας for me?
- You may like it if you enjoy closed-circle puzzles, creeping dread, and watching strangers turn on one another. Be aware that some readers find the characters distant and the final payoff divisive, so your emotional connection may vary.
- What is Και δεν έμεινε κανένας like?
- A polite island gathering curdles into unease, with a steady pace and a cold, watchful voice. Feels like unease, curiosity and dread. About morality, death and society.
- What should I read after Και δεν έμεινε κανένας?
- If you liked Και δεν έμεινε κανένας, try The Girl on the Train (Paula Hawkins), A Taste for Death (P. D. James) and Animal Farm (George Orwell).
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