In a peaceful retirement village, four unlikely friends meet weekly in the Jigsaw Room to discuss unsolved crimes; together they call themselves The Thursday Murder Club. Elizabeth, Joyce, Ibrahim and Ron might be pushing eighty but they still have a few tricks up their sleeves.
When a local developer is found dead with a mysterious photograph left next to the body, the Thursday Murder Club suddenly find themselves in the middle of their first live case. As the bodies begin to pile up, can our unorthodox but brilliant gang catch the killer, before it’s too late?
I really struggled with this book and found that I had to force myself to finish it. It was such a promising and excitingly unique concept but executed very poorly. I had such high hopes with this book as it seemed like such a refreshing and new take on the thriller genre, focused on older protagonists for a change.
The book follows four friends who live in a retirement village, all of whom get together every Thursday to solve unsolved murders. When the owner of their retirement home is tied up in a murder investigation, the four find themselves in the middle of their first real live case.
The book itself got quite out of hand very quickly. The chapters were all very short, most about 3 pages each, and jumped around a lot to a wide variety of characters, meaning I didn’t really get a proper feel as to who the characters were as there was no real chance to. I was hoping to read some headstrong, cheeky characters, instead they were all pretty bland and boring. They were written up to the stereotype that all old people do it complain and chat about their grandchildren.
Speaking of the characters, there were so many people in this book, it was hard to get a real idea as to who they are. Two police officers, Chris and Donna, are also fairly big characters, but a lot of chapters with Donna seemed to focus mainly on her struggle to get over her ex-boyfriend and how she is only at the station to make the murder team cups of tea. It was a pretty annoying stereotype to read, as she was also easily manipulated by the Murder Club, giving out private details of the investigation that for sure would have gotten her fired.
I ended up getting fairly confused with this book, as more and more mysteries seemed to be added and it was a lot to comprehend. It wasn’t very fast-paced, with some chapters being added randomly such as the majority of Joyce’s diary entries which didn’t seem to provide much information, and when something was happening, it was over within a few pages and lacked the depth that really brings books to life.
Overall, I was incredibly disappointed with this book and rated it a one star. It was bland and boring, and I definitely wouldn’t recommend it if you are looking for a gripping mystery. There wasn’t a single aspect of this book that I enjoyed, aside from the initial premise, which is rare for me, but I really did struggle to find something I liked.