The Problem With Murder Mysteries


I ought to like murder mysteries but I don’t. Or rather, I like them considerably less than I should, given my tastes and habits; it is as if, when God built me, God made a murder-mystery-liking machine and then forgot at the very last moment to flip the “Enjoys murder mysteries” switch, to cadge from a Mulaney bit. (We are all, in these last…

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