I must say that I was quite disappointed with this "new" take on the Crippen murder.
Perhaps I was mistaken in thinking that this book would shed new evidence on the crime or even allege a miscarriage of justice.
As it is however, it is a journaleezy, by numbers, account of the Pooteresque life of Crippen with lots of "he must have"s and "he probably"s. Right down to a rather sleazy voyeuristic speculation that Crippen's lover dressed as a man during the escape must have been a sexual turn-on for Doc Crip. Calling all "Sun" readers!!
The social background of this disappeared world is reasonably enlightening but the murder itself, the actual mechanics of what occurred are missing. His wife was there one night and then resurfaced under the floorboards.
Disappointing if you, like me, savour a salacious account of the murder itself. And if you tut tut me then you're a liar!
Anyway, expect nothing new. Just an atmospheric hedunnit with some interesting post-murder information that is rather unique in these kind of books, i.e. what happened the cast of characters afterwards.
Or perhaps the crime itself just wasn't that interesting.
Something about the name "Crippen" I reckon has given this murder longevity. It just sounds evil!!!