The second outing for Roderick Alleyn and it still feels like an early book. This story was not as improbable as the first book in the series but it still has a sense of “author finding her characters” to it.
I really liked the story and loved the theatrical setting. I did have a hard time with Alleyn in this. He seemed rather pompous. There were even scenes of his subordinates admiring him in this story that badly reminded me of Alexander Wilson’s thriller series, in which the police’s hero worship was one of the many factors to that led me to DNF both books I tried in the series.
There were a few elements in the plot that struck me as gaffes in the author’s research, although I have no doubt that these would have excited the mystery-loving reader in 1935, when the book was published.
Still, I very much enjoyed the suspense of the story and the “let me tell you why I have gathered you all together here” ending. I’m a sucker for a Poirot-style solution. Especially, when it reminds me of one of my favourite Poirot novels, which happened to be published a year before Enter a Murderer.