Murder on the Christmas Express has all the tropes that I enjoy in a locked room (train in this case) mystery. A holiday, a birth, an abusive marriage, snow, etc. are all here. So why was it such a struggle to read? Too many characters and almost all were more stereotypes than genuine people. So many red herrings that I felt like a salmon struggling upstream. Does everyone have to have a motive for murder? It appears that short the babies and toddlers, they do. Ugh! Do yourself a favor and read, or even watch, the Agatha Christie version instead. 2 disappointed stars.
Thanks to Poisoned Pen Press and NetGalley for a digital review copy of the book.