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12/02/2004: "I"

Hamlet, Revenge!, by Michael Innes. I have been working on this book, off and on, for a couple of months now; I chewed at it like a dog with a bone, and finally got to the marrow. It could never wholly capture my interest, but never entirely lost it either. The body of the book contains matter interesting in itself but, finally, irrelevant to the mystery as it is resolved. Although it is a classic British mystery with a host of clues and suspects, no special attention to detail is needed to appreciate the solution. The quality of the writing is variable, the local color good, the pacing, too often, slow.