A tired Poirot finds himself reinvigorated when he begins investigating a series of murders linked by stockings, the alphabet, and his own travels Continue reading Agatha Christie’s The ABC Murders
Previously on Death Comes to Pemberley: Wickham was brought before an inquest, which declared him a murderer, so now he gets a full-blown trial. He’s also apparently been a busy boy, having fathered a child with Louisa Bidwell under a fake name. Georgiana’s decided she’s being forced to marry Col Fitz, so Henry’s heart is broken and things are super tense between Lizzy and Darcy.
Wickham, less smug now, tries to settle in his jail cell, but it’s no good. He flashes back on time spent with Louisa, walking through the woods and probably carving that heart in the tree. He seems sad.
Previously on Death Comes to Pemberley: Lizzy and Darcy just wanted to hold their annual ball, but then Lydia showed up screaming her head off, Wickham was found with a dead body in the woods, and things got complicated really fast.
Darcy looks down at his sleeping son. The boy wakes and smiles up at his dad and Darcy smiles back, tucks him in, and heads out.
Lizzy washes her face and gets ready for the day, pausing to look at the letter fragments she fished out of the fire. She looks out the window and sees men poking around at the edge of the woods. A little later she goes to play with the kid and seems disappointed to hear that Darcy’s already been to see him and gone.
On 9 March 1566, Mary, Queen of Scots, though it’d be nice to have a little dinner party with David Rizzio, a singer and musician whom she’d made secretary for relations with France. Unfortunately, Rizzio’s Catholic religion and close relationship with Mary had made him unpopular with some of the more insane noblemen at court, who decided Rizzio had to go. While Mary and David … Continue reading Dinner Party Fail
Man, it never stops with the period shows over here. Downton Abbey, Hunderby, The Paradise, A Young Doctor’s Notebook, Downton again, and now, Ripper Street. Let’s see how the newbie measures up, shall we?
Gritty Victorian London. A guy leads a Ripper-themed tour through Whitechapel. Wow, those grisly tours are a lot older than I thought they were. Elsewhere in the neighbourhood, a bare-knuckle boxing match is underway, observed by Matthew Macfadyen.
And so it begins…on August 31, 1888, Mary Ann Nichols was murdered in Whitechapel, London. She was the first known victim of one of the most famous serial killers in history: Jack the Ripper. Nichols was last seen alive by her roommate at 2:30 a.m. the morning she died. Her body was found only an hour later in front of a stable entrance in Buck’s … Continue reading The First Murder
On April 3, 1888, the first of the Whitechapel Murders, a series of killings in the East End of London, was committed. By the time the spree was over, eleven women, all of them prostitutes, were dead. Several of the killings have been attributed to one of the most famous serial killers of all time, Jack the Ripper. None of the crimes were ever solved. … Continue reading A Killer Day