Playback (1958) is Raymond Chandler's final novel chronicling the cases of private eye, Philip Marlowe. It's not his strongest work, and certainly the shortest, but it has its moments here and there -- often in the spaces between plot-pushing scenes. More than ever, there's a feeling of Marlowe being burned out and ready to hang it up. His personal code of conduct really seems to be slipping. A good time to call it a day, shamus. Chandler still has a fine touch for atmospheric detail and setting, though.
Posted by M.Ace at 01:56 PM, May 29, 2004.