I am so glad I decided to give Mary Stewart another go after being rather disillusioned with The Ivy Tree and Airs Above the Ground(which I never even finished). This book was the bomb it really was. Not A bomb, THE bomb, which is quite different!
divorcee takes a much needed respite at a hotel on the Isle Of Skye
only to find that along with an assorted group of climbers, fishermen,
and writers, her ex husband has also turned up. It's not long before she
is informed that a rather grisly murder took place just before she
arrived. This alone would be reason enough to pack her bags and leave
but before anything can be done in that direction, another guest goes
I found this similar in vein to an Agatha Christie or
M.M.Kaye's mystery series where you have a group of people, one of which
is the murderer but no one knows who. So pretty spooky because there's
no one to trust.
I loved the atmosphere of this novel, the writer
really penned the area perfectly~ the obliterating mists that engulf
within seconds, treacherous mountainsides and shivering bogs; Celtic
superstitions and (in my case) shrieking anticipation.
It was a
book where I had the killer pegged, then I didn't, then I did. So it
kept you second guessing yourself which is what you want. All around a 5
VIOLENCE: There are murders (described after the fact)
ELEMENTS: Not really. Old Celtic mountain worship is mentioned. But
there's no "other worldly"i.e, ghostly happenings.
DRUG USE: A LOT of
smoking!! One reviewer, my GR friend Laura counted 28 cigarettes. A
sign of the times in which it was written but a little annoying.
MY RATING: PG