The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
For someone who professes to love Noir in general, I find it particularly funny that I had never read Chandler, who is, now that I've read one of his works, a bonafide master.
Or, you know, the original master, the genre-defining master, the mean man of the mean streets, himself.
Okay. So. I fell in love with it. Not only an easy read with charming language and manly man stuff and dangerous broads but a classy, twisty plot full of intrigue and bruises.
Sound like the genre? Through and through? Well, it's never entirely about the subject matter. It's about the execution. It's a murder. Or multiple murders.
It's how the author kills us that matters, see?
I am thrilled. So good.
I am murdered.
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