I'm just gonna lead with it -- I think The Murder on the Links is one of the weakest Christie mysteries. The story hinges on way too many extreme coincidences, with identical twins, 3 identical copies of one-of-a-kind murder weapon, a convenient corpse that just happens to look like the guy who's gotta fake his own death, two estranged criminals from a British cold case just happen to resettle in the same tiny France village, two people both wandering the same under-construction golf course in the middle of the night and see the body, etc., etc.  It's just too many coincidences to feel like Poirot is cleverly working out what happened, it feels more like Poirot and Captain Hastings wandering through a farce. Ok, here's the evidence, but what if there was a second copy of the unique souvenir...

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