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This one is actually gona be a fun read

guys he’s just too good

Very much a book from the 1930's, but still very charming. Hilarious how little the actual mystery in this dective novel matters. This a book purely about vibes mmmhhhh. Very funny dialogue also.

This book is so confusing. At this point I’m just reading it for noir vibes.

A perfect example of the early detective novel

ترجمة من أسوأ ما يكون

Det hadde vært utrolig spennende å lage en analyse på likhetene mellom Marlow og Miss Marple. Det er flere enn man skulle tru!

Haven’t been consistently reading but I have been consistently liking what I read

How the fuck is there still 46% of this left

things took such a turn

this is wild

Dead men are heavier than broken hearts.

Got into a sort of noir mood after rewatching Shane Black’s Kiss Kiss Bang Bang and The Nice Guys. Two hilarious movies that both satirize and pay tribute to the noir genre. The next movie of that ilk I want to watch is Robert Altman’s The Long Goodbye, a Raymond Chandler adaptation, but I thought I’d read some of his stuff first. Witty, semi-satirical, semi-serious, and exactly what I was hoping for so far

yo cuando un detective de novela policial es perspicaz, misterioso, inteligente y encima gracioso: 🙏🙏🙏🙏
tipazo philip no lo puedo parar de leer

siento mucho entusiasmo por esta lectura !!!! esto es el comienzo de algo !!!!

how the hell do you tail someone from in front 💀

¿Qué importaba donde uno yaciera una vez muerto? En un sucio sumidero o en una torre de mármol en lo alto de una colina. Muerto, uno dormía el sueño eterno, y esas cosas no importaban. Petróleo y agua eran lo mismo que aire y viento para uno. Sólo se dormía el sueño eterno, y no importaba la suciedad donde uno hubiera muerto o donde cayera. Ahora, yo era parte de esa suciedad.

Un vago asomo de duda empezaba a surgir en ella. No se había dado cuenta todavía. Es duro para las mujeres, incluso las bien parecidas, darse cuenta de que su cuerpo no es irresistible.

It’s actually not very confusing so far so I don’t know what the hell they did with the film version

So far this is confirming a belief I already had, and which had already been confirmed partly by my enjoyment of The Maltese Falcon: I’m absolutely in love with hardboiled fiction. This novel is like a drug to me.

Locking in for noirvember

Yknow, for being published in 1939, this book is surprisingly progressive.

I am greatly enjoying this book so far!

My brain ticked like a clock.

My mind drifted through waves of false memory, in which I seemed to do the same thing over and over again, go to the same places, meet the same people, say the same words to them, over and over again, and yet each time it seemed real, like something actually happening, and for the first time.

I got up and took a drink, although it was the wrong time of day, and lay down again. I still couldn't go to sleep.

80

Ngl idk what’s going on and idk if it’s cause I’m bored or dumb 😭 love the writing tho

The book started strong, but i’m losing interest now.