by Raymond Chandler “Who put me in here, why and how? I’m in a wild mood tonight. I want to go dance in the foam. I hear the banshees calling. I haven’t shot a man in a week. Speak out, Dr. Fell. Pluck the antique viol, let the soft music float.” In addition to the outstanding... Continue Reading →

by Raymond Chandler "I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings." Because nearly everyone who reads this book today will have already seen the seminal film, there are a few things we’ve got to get out of the way. First, the characters in... Continue Reading →