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Playback (Philip Marlowe #7)
Marlowe is hired by an influential lawyer he's never heard of to tail a gorgeous redhead, but decides he prefers to help out the redhead. She's been acquitted of her alcoholic husband's murder, but her father-in-law prefers not to take the court's word for it.
"Chandler wrote like a slumming angel and invested the sun-blinded streets of Los Angeles with a romantic presence:...more
"Chandler wrote like a slumming angel and invested the sun-blinded streets of Los Angeles with a romantic presence:...more
Paperback, 176 pages
Published
August 12th 1988
by Vintage
(first published 1958)
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5* for now, to remind me to try more. California 1950s had hats, spats, gloves, garters, hankies; some things, like PBX, phone switchboard intercom, no longer exist. The dated setting and phrasing are major to the charm of Chandler. I like humorous expressions. "The next hour was three hours long."
Hard-boiled shamus Philip Marlowe is hired by unknown bigwigs back East to tail classy Eleanor King from the Super Chief train. He overhears sleazy Larry Mitchell blackmail the dusky-red-wavy-haired b...more
Hard-boiled shamus Philip Marlowe is hired by unknown bigwigs back East to tail classy Eleanor King from the Super Chief train. He overhears sleazy Larry Mitchell blackmail the dusky-red-wavy-haired b...more
I've read three Chandlers so far (also The Lady In The Lake and The Big Sleep) and I have to say this was my favourite. The plot, as such, is a little ramshackle and the *big secret* the main dame carries might not be something to shout about, but the prose seems darker than ever and there are slices of almost existential brilliance which left me breathless. If anything, this was more real, more hit-and-miss which real life is all about. The only puzzle is that my edition has a cover shot of a p...more
There is no reason to review a Raymond Chandler novel. It's clear what you'll get before you open the cover: the lying dame, the P.I. slogging through lies, a few fights, a few dead men, perhaps a car chase.
What is always wonderful and always surprising about a Chandler novel is the particular care taken with aspects of the language:
"The next hour was three hours long." I've lived that hour before.
"A cheap sneaky job for people I didn't like." Such a clever way to describe the work of a P.I. (Su...more
What is always wonderful and always surprising about a Chandler novel is the particular care taken with aspects of the language:
"The next hour was three hours long." I've lived that hour before.
"A cheap sneaky job for people I didn't like." Such a clever way to describe the work of a P.I. (Su...more
I read Playback without realizing it was the last of Marlowe's cases, and I was impressed at how it seemed to show a more mature character who had evolved over the years.
For starters, Marlowe doesn't feel as conservative in this one. He sleeps around and doesn't seem to chide any of the characters about their sexuality, which is nice. He feels tireder, but less angry then he got in past books, and so even though he still pursues Betty Mayfield with the intent of finding out her past, he seems g...more
For starters, Marlowe doesn't feel as conservative in this one. He sleeps around and doesn't seem to chide any of the characters about their sexuality, which is nice. He feels tireder, but less angry then he got in past books, and so even though he still pursues Betty Mayfield with the intent of finding out her past, he seems g...more
My second Marlowe novel and it clearly feels like a wrapping up exercise and a portrait of futility, displacement and dissatisfaction, epitomized by the dull La Jolla setting of off-season hotels and resorts. There is much to like in a theoretical and conceptual way and the prose and one-liners are as crackling as ever, but the mystery is unessential and unremarkable and the whole story feels a little like watching a 40 year old in a nightclub. Glad overall that I've read it and glimpsed Marlowe...more
Chandler's last Marlowe book is also his most introspective. There is hardly any mystery to be solved here, and what little there is has none of the punch and cleverness of earlier outings.
Not that anyone has ever come to a Marlowe novel expecting a watertight plot, and those who do have invariably missed the point. Chandler doesn't write perfect murder-mysteries - he often doesn't even write good murder-mysteries. What Chandler writes is scenes - beautiful, punchy scenes filled with character...more
Not that anyone has ever come to a Marlowe novel expecting a watertight plot, and those who do have invariably missed the point. Chandler doesn't write perfect murder-mysteries - he often doesn't even write good murder-mysteries. What Chandler writes is scenes - beautiful, punchy scenes filled with character...more
Interesting book from the Chandler cannon of Philip Marlowe, being the second to last -- or rather the last one published -- and maybe the one least parented and cared for by Chandler and his editors.
I was intrigued as to exactly where this book was going after the first thirty pages and was pretty much left in the exact state until the very end. While this one may fall in the lesser attempts, I'd still say that the dialogue was as good as some of the earlier novels and even has a comedic ring...more
'Playback', Chandler's final completed novel and the follow-up to 'The Long Goodbye', is a novel that has managed to haunt me since I read it three years ago. The prose throttles me with its speed and economy, and in this novel, more than any of Chandler's others, I feel Marlowe's humanity.
Marlowe is tired, and his sense of reality is breaking down. An example: he beds Miss Vermilyea, his client's secretary, then leaves her house wondering if anything happened. He calls after her down the hallwa...more
Marlowe is tired, and his sense of reality is breaking down. An example: he beds Miss Vermilyea, his client's secretary, then leaves her house wondering if anything happened. He calls after her down the hallwa...more
I've been haunting bookstores looking for something interesting to read. Raymond Chandler usually fits the bill for me.
This one was a little off-putting because it seemed to wander a little in the middle. Chandler definitely keeps you off your game and on your toes when reading his works. A handful of actors have played Marlowe in the movies, but Bogart is the quintessential P.I. Even his picture is on the cover of this book, but it was never made into a movie that I can see... and it definitel...more
This one was a little off-putting because it seemed to wander a little in the middle. Chandler definitely keeps you off your game and on your toes when reading his works. A handful of actors have played Marlowe in the movies, but Bogart is the quintessential P.I. Even his picture is on the cover of this book, but it was never made into a movie that I can see... and it definitel...more
This was Raymond Chandler's last novel, so now I have read them all. Back in 2002 when I read The Big Sleep and Farewell My Lovely, it was a whole new genre for me. I was thrilled to be reading about Los Angeles in the 1940s, chilled by the cynicism of Marlowe, and titillated to learn about the seamier side of my adopted city where the degraded, the insane and the rich make their connections.
Now that I have also read Denise Hamilton, Sara Paretsky, not to mention James M Cain, I can see where Ch...more
NOTE: This is a review of the abridged audiobook.
I wasn't too surprised to learn that this is considered to be one of Raymond Chandler's weaker novels. (It also was his last completed novel.) All of the key elements are there--hoodlums, tycoons, femme fatales, and of course world-weary detectives. But the plot relies too much on coincidence and contrivance, and isn't as convincing as his other work. It's just as baffling as "The Big Sleep," but it lacks the intensity which guided us through endl...more
I wasn't too surprised to learn that this is considered to be one of Raymond Chandler's weaker novels. (It also was his last completed novel.) All of the key elements are there--hoodlums, tycoons, femme fatales, and of course world-weary detectives. But the plot relies too much on coincidence and contrivance, and isn't as convincing as his other work. It's just as baffling as "The Big Sleep," but it lacks the intensity which guided us through endl...more
I don't know what to think of this book. "If that's the case, Rat," I can hear you say, "why the devil did you give it five stars?" Well, I gave it five stars because it provoked considerable emotion in me, because it intrigued and sometimes baffled me, and because I feel like Mr. Chandler was trying to do something almost experimental with it. I'm not sure what that is, but I feel like there's stuff here in this book that is bigger than my understanding, and I want to give that the benefit of t...more
Far away the worst Marlowe book. It is hard to even put it up against the Long Goodbye or Big Sleep. The plot is lacking, but worse are the auxillary characters that usually make these books so readable and fun. Chandler seems intent on getting Marlowe laid in this book. Unfortunately, the dames in this book are not interesting, tough or smart neither are the romances at all credible. Little suspense or violence in this one. However, it is Chandler so it is very readable.
Apr 08, 2013
Mark
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Good grief. What a difference 18 months or so makes. I read The Big Sleep and i enjoyed it up to a point but found it a souffle overly egged on the 'witty and offbeat images' ingredient but this one, Playback, I absolutely loved. There is still the wit, the clever descriptions, the tension and mystery but it simply flowed for me more and perhaps i found Marlowe more attractive as a character. He seemed more human and if Chandler sometime strayed into dangerous territory in the prose stakes he in...more
I've been hearing that this book is considered the weakest Raymond Chandler novel, but even if that's the case, his weakest is a lot better than some authors' strongest. Short and sweet, with all the usual elements: blackmail, murder, conspiracy, dames, and a countless number of stiff drinks. Philip Marlowe is, as always, the most likable anti-hero. The writing is classic and often humorous. I love sentences like this one: "Down below, the ocean was getting a lapis lazuli blue that somehow faile...more
Exhibit A, "Why I'll never join a Book Group."
Reading Kevin Starr's Material Dreams: Southern California Through the 1920s gave me an itch to revisit this book, since I have always postulated that the resort town Chandler names "Esmerelda" was his stand-in for Santa Barbara. Having read the book again, I'm not entirely sure that I'm correct, since Esmerelda is clearly located between San Diego and Los Angeles. But all that is neither here nor there.
I couldn't track down my ancient, Ballantine po...more
Reading Kevin Starr's Material Dreams: Southern California Through the 1920s gave me an itch to revisit this book, since I have always postulated that the resort town Chandler names "Esmerelda" was his stand-in for Santa Barbara. Having read the book again, I'm not entirely sure that I'm correct, since Esmerelda is clearly located between San Diego and Los Angeles. But all that is neither here nor there.
I couldn't track down my ancient, Ballantine po...more
This was Chandler's last novel, which probably explains why it feels a bit tired. It was also based on an unproduced screenplay, which may explain why so much of the plot is explained in dialogue. Marlowe is hired to meet a train and follow a woman who disembarks from it, no matter where she goes. He follows her to the town of Esmeralda, where he overhears a conversation between her and a man in which he his plainly blackmailing her. Marlowe is conflicted - he doesn't like what he's being paid t...more
I first came across Chandler when I was still at school, and thought he was OK. Then I saw a couple of films of his books - you know the ones - and listened to the words. And they were good. Then I heard a couple of them as radio plays - and the words were very good. Finally I saw a full set of his books in a secondhand book shop and bought them all. And the words were brilliant!
'Playback', to my mind isn't the best of them. But Chandler's second best is better than other writers' very best, so...more
'Playback', to my mind isn't the best of them. But Chandler's second best is better than other writers' very best, so...more
Considering the circumstances, I found Playback to be a satisfactory end to my time with Marlowe. It's different to the previous works, in that the plot really is rather irrelevant here. Personally I'd make the argument this is the case with all of Chandler's work, but here it is glaring. What we receive instead is Marlowe's existentialist wanderings. Is he going to be a P.I forever? Is he ever going to allow other people into his life? He's a somewhat broken man in Playback, and after The Long...more
Yes, it's corny. But for me it's a wonderful coda. We want Marlowe to be happy. We see his sex life closer than ever, and it's exactly what we'd imagined, and emptier, and we want him to be happy, and he can be. I'm not going to look to hard at the vicious sexism of the ending. And I'm not too worried about the plot. This was an easy one. At this novel the case is just window dressing. We've deconstructed things far enough that the banterers can laugh at their banter and now we're manipulating s...more
Marlowe's hired to follow a beautiful woman and ends up in a small, rich town. He of course gets mixed up with her, and the question of who or what she's running from becomes the central mystery. The heart of the novel is in Marlowe's inner life as he wonders why he's even involved in any of it in the first place.
I've only read one other Chandler novel (The Long Goodbye) , and this was not as memorable. But the writing's excellent throughout, and Chandler still knew how to make you wince and lau...more
I've only read one other Chandler novel (The Long Goodbye) , and this was not as memorable. But the writing's excellent throughout, and Chandler still knew how to make you wince and lau...more
Marlowe just isn't that likeable in this book - not as compared to the Marlowe of the earlier stories. He's a little preachy. A little loose. And that unlikely thing happens that DOES happen to this sort of hero, when the writer starts believing his own press (or just gets tired) - instead of the reader being the only one that 'gets' Marlowe, everyone starts to. Women fall at his feet like dominoes. He starts to win, instead of losing all the time.
And it's not that you never want Marlowe to win...more
And it's not that you never want Marlowe to win...more
This is another lightning fast read and absorbing one by Chandler.
A few kinks in the writing show up in what must be the last book written, a few clues and people seemingly show up to reveal too much, because either Marlowe didn't have the time, he had the luck, or Chandler was finally tired of writing his magic.
This will not disappoint, all at once holding the magic of old California and the grumblings which still exist in current California make for a strikingly vivid real setting. It is good....more
A few kinks in the writing show up in what must be the last book written, a few clues and people seemingly show up to reveal too much, because either Marlowe didn't have the time, he had the luck, or Chandler was finally tired of writing his magic.
This will not disappoint, all at once holding the magic of old California and the grumblings which still exist in current California make for a strikingly vivid real setting. It is good....more
It starts off right but by the middle you begin to realize that there might be something wrong with it. I have nothing against old man Chandler letting a few rays of sunshine creep into the crapsack world Marlowe lives in... done right, it could be a stroke of genius and a beautiful way to end the franchise. It's not done right. It's bad. It's unforgivably bad. It's done so poorly that the second half of it reads like fanfic. The finale, in particular, is unbearable. All the magic of the classy...more
In respects the plot is thin on the intrigue of the Noir genre, but the depth of the novel and the portrait of Phillip Marlowe and how his character is further developed in the last of Chandler's novels was really quite staggering to me. Chandler did not get to finish the novel, but the novel, while not having the fully polished feel of his other six novels, this novel still felt complete and pulled together.
Phillip Marlowe may just be the most interesting character in literary history. This is...more
Phillip Marlowe may just be the most interesting character in literary history. This is...more
Maybe Raymond Chandler is not going to be my favorite author. It was a mildly entertaining book. If it had been any longer I would have thought it a total waste of my time. It was annoying that he gave small pieces of the puzzle and then put them all together in the end. I usually like that, but when I found out why all the secrets, there didn't seem to be a reason to keep them all secret, except to create this grand ending, which wasn't so grand after all. I thought the end was anti-climatic an...more
Holy smokes! Good book!
Pure Raymond Chandler. Lots of declarative, active-voice, verb-heavy sentences. More snappy dialogue and similies than you can shake a stick at. The protagonist beds a blonde and a redhead, chain smokes and cracks a thug in the nose with a tire iron: you know, all that noir shit.
Even though this is one of the weaker books in Chandler's canon, it is still better than any other detective story out there.
Dashiell Hammett vs. Raymond Chandler? Chandler. Hands DOWN, motherfuck...more
Pure Raymond Chandler. Lots of declarative, active-voice, verb-heavy sentences. More snappy dialogue and similies than you can shake a stick at. The protagonist beds a blonde and a redhead, chain smokes and cracks a thug in the nose with a tire iron: you know, all that noir shit.
Even though this is one of the weaker books in Chandler's canon, it is still better than any other detective story out there.
Dashiell Hammett vs. Raymond Chandler? Chandler. Hands DOWN, motherfuck...more
The last, and definitely the least, of Chandler's novels. Some of those ice-pick similes and that spiky wit is still on display, but the plot unravels a little too easily at the end and Marlowe is a bit of a sexual goon this time around. His musings on women get pretty sexist and the dialogue put in the mouths of female characters in the many sex scenes (considerably less explicit than what you'd find in, say, James Hadley Chase, thankfully) is frankly egregious. This one is more for the complet...more
Well,the book is not bad. Raymond Chandler is one of the best in this genre.But this book doesn't interested me like other from him. Still,it's not bad book for an empty week-end :)
Книгата не е лоша.Реймънд Чандлър е един от най-добрите в този жанр.Но тази книга не ме заинтригува като други негови.Все пак не е лошо четиво за някой празен събото-неделен ден :Р :)
Книгата не е лоша.Реймънд Чандлър е един от най-добрите в този жанр.Но тази книга не ме заинтригува като други негови.Все пак не е лошо четиво за някой празен събото-неделен ден :Р :)
Written near the end of his life, Playback found Chandler turning an unproduced film script into a Marlowe novel. Unfortunately, the script, since published with a forward by Chandler disciple Robert B. Parker, remains clearly superior to this book.
It is the unfortunate product of physical illness, waning creative powers, and severe alcoholism. Except for scattered passages invoking Chandler's old magic with words, this is an author working without any of the essential elements that made his ear...more
It is the unfortunate product of physical illness, waning creative powers, and severe alcoholism. Except for scattered passages invoking Chandler's old magic with words, this is an author working without any of the essential elements that made his ear...more
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Raymond Thornton Chandler was an American novelist and screenwriter.
In 1932, at age forty-four, Raymond Chandler decided to become a detective fiction writer after losing his job as an oil company executive during the Depression. His first short story, "Blackmailers Don't Shoot", was published in 1933 in Black Mask, a popular pulp magazine. His first novel, The Big Sleep, was published in 1939. In...more
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In 1932, at age forty-four, Raymond Chandler decided to become a detective fiction writer after losing his job as an oil company executive during the Depression. His first short story, "Blackmailers Don't Shoot", was published in 1933 in Black Mask, a popular pulp magazine. His first novel, The Big Sleep, was published in 1939. In...more
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