Agatha Christie: Murder At The Grand Alpine Hotel
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Before we talk about the mystery at all: if you were snowed into a grand old hotel with no way out, what would you want in your bag?
What was the first moment in the book where you felt genuinely cozy, even though you knew something terrible was coming?
Miss Marple gets underestimated because she looks harmless and ordinary. Has anyone ever underestimated you that way, and did you enjoy it?
The blizzard makes the hotel feel both safe and trapped at the same time. Which feeling did you sit with more while reading, and why do you think that is?
This book is a modern author writing in Christie's world. How did it feel to be back in that kind of story, and what did you miss or not miss from the Christies you grew up with?
Grand hotels run on staff who see everything and say nothing. Which quiet, watchful presence in the book stayed with you after you put it down?
Christie-style mysteries end by restoring order and sending everyone home. Did this one leave you feeling settled and comforted, or still a little cold, and were you hoping for one over the other?
Looking back without naming names: whose secret did you feel most tenderly toward once you understood it, and what does that tell you about who you forgive easily?