When the Wind Blows (1949)
Blurb:
My review:
While not the all-conquering masterpiece Barzun and Taylor believe this to be (and how can one really trust the judgement of critics who don’t like Tenant for Death, Suicide Excepted or An English Murder?), there can be little doubt that this is an extremely logical and well-constructed detective story. Although the murder of a Polish violinist in a small provincial town is far from exciting, there is great pleasure in seeing the unlikeable Insp. Trimble’s attempts to solve the case, and the unwilling Pettigrew’s solution, which very neatly ties together David Copperfield, Mozart, Henry VIII and a question of tempo.