St. Marie Island.

In the Caribbean.

Only, it doesn’t exist.

Rats.

It’s the make-believe locale of a wonderful British TV show called Death in Paradise.

It is good old fashioned detective show at its best.  Right down to the gathering of all of the suspects at the end for the announcement of who and how.

And all of the clues are there.  I’m usually pretty good at figuring this kind of show out, but so far they have stumped me almost every time.

It is well written, well-acted, and it will make you want to live in the Caribbean.

Well, except for the alarming number of murders there seems to need solving.

Like, one a week.

That seems excessive, doesn’t it?