On Monday, July 23, 2012 10:59:41 AM UTC-4, gtr wrote:
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> It's unfair to judge it by the first 20 minutes, but I just couldn't
> seemed so utterly un-Marlowe.
I wrote this a while ago for something else.
The key to understanding Raymond Chandler’s iconic private detective Philip Marlowe is to understand that there really isn’t a Philip Marlowe at all. A simple test is to read “The Big Sleep” and then read “Farewell, My Lovely” and compare the character of Marlowe in each. When the Marlowe of “The Big Sleep” has his pistol drawn, people listen. In “Farewell, My Lovely,” they don’t. In “The Big Sleep,” Marlowe is a hard-boiled gumshoe with a bizarre attitude toward women. The Marlowe of “Farewell, My Lovely,” is confused, passive and while he still has a bizarre attitude toward women, he actually gets the girl. Not the rich, well-settled Anne Grayle of the movie – “Murder, My Sweet” – who will inherit everything from her father, but the down-to-earth Anne Riordan of the novel who has nothing and owes nothing to nobody.
Humphrey Bogart – who is actually playing Sam Spade Lite – in “The Big Sleep” is usually thought of as the “definitive” Philip Marlowe, when, in fact, Dick Powell’s Marlowe in “Murder, My Sweet” is much, much truer to the Marlowe of that novel.
And that brings us to “The Long Goodbye” that Chandler had such a hard time writing and that didn’t start out as a Philip Marlowe novel.
“[The main character] was merely a name,” Chandler wrote in a letter, “so I’m afraid I’m going to have to start all over and hand the assignment to Mr. Marlowe, as a result of which I’m going to lose a number of good scenes because they took place away from the leading character. It begins to look as though I were tied to this fellow for life. I simply can’t function without him.”
“Anyhow I wrote [The Long Goodbye],” Chandler wrote to his agent “as I wanted to because I can do that now. I don’t care whether the mystery was fairly obvious, but I cared about the people, about this strange corrupt world we live in, and how any man who tries to be honest looks in the end either sentimental or foolish. Enough of that. There are more practical reasons. You write in a style that has been imitated, even plagiarized, to the point where you begin to look as if you were imitating your imitators. So you have to go where they can’t follow you . . .”
Leigh Brackett followed. Brackett – who wrote the screenplay for Howard Hawks’ “The Big Sleep” along with Jules Furthman and William Faulkner – understood the notion of Marlowe looking “sentimental and foolish” in the present day when she wrote the script for “The Long Goodbye.” Director Robert Altman understood – after seeing Paul Bogart’s 1969 production of “Marlowe” based on Chandler’s The Little Sister – that updating Philip Marlowe in any conventional way wouldn’t work.
Elliot Gould – with his wisecracking pathos – is perfect for the Marlowe of The Long Goodbye who realizes that his time has passed and the only friend he ever had in life had played him for a fool. This is the self-conscious Marlowe of despair and the novel sometimes reads like a suicide note and with that in mind the ending – written by Brackett and not Chandler – seems to feel so true to the sensibility of the novel. Elliot Gould’s Marlowe may not be what Chandler wrote, but it plays as if it is what Chandler meant.