A review by michael5000
A Wreath for Rivera by Ngaio Marsh

2.0

This is pretty silly stuff, even more formulaic than usual with Marsh and with an uncomfortably screwball aspect that doesn't mesh well with the good inspector's serious mentality. The take on jazz is terrifically uninformed.

Did the British used to call a drum kit a "timpani," or is that just Marsh? Until you figure out what she means, it makes the band seem even more ludicrous then it is.