Huh, interesting. It's actually one of my favourite films ever.
Yes, I adore the book and all the others in the series, but the fact that the film moves away from it isn't neccessarily a bad thing. I mean 'Farewell My Lovely' with Robert Mitchum stuck closer and is (IMO) no-where near as good a film. If you can't see past the book, then I guess you'll never like this movie.
Dick Powell. Yeah, I wasn't too sure. But I have been won over, and have come to believe that he makes the movie. He won Chandler's approval, the author having always envisioned his protagonist as a Cary Grant-type. I think he makes a brilliant Marlowe, unlike Bogart's, who (again, IMO) was great fun but not deep enough. And Mitchum was too old. Powell is suave, witty but believable as a normal guy. The waking-up-in-the-crack-house scene sends chills down my spine. And I love Claire Trevor, always a great character actress.
Ed Dmytryk was a superb director when on form, and he definitely is here. The sets are gloriously cheap and flimsy, which endears the film to me even more.
So, if you can get past the book and the fact that Powell isn't how you pictured Marlowe (to be fair, I don't think he's how anyone who's seen 'The Big Sleep' pictures Marlowe), then maybe give the film another view on a stand-slone basis.
It's an ENGLISH accent, not BRITISH! Join the crusade, Brits!
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