Thursday, June 08, 2006



The only other book by Dashiell Hammett I have ever read was the Maltese Falcon a few years ago. I was at a different point in my life and therefore my take on the book, my ability to assess it's quality (if literature can be assessed for quality) was somewhat less developed than I believe it is now. In any case, I was not particularly impressed by Mr Hammett, though I remember that for some time I listed him as a favorite author because it sounded good and his name is easy to remember. At least to me. He would be among those authors I read becasue they are easy, not because they are good. It took me a while to get through The Maltese Falcon, and I imagine what enjoyment I got came from my picturing Humphrey Bogart in the part of Sam Spade.

I started The Thin Man a few nights ago and while not impressed my Mr Hammett's talent, though I am sure it's there, I find the book easy to read, if not particularly original. I imagine that at the time Nick Charles, wealthy, connected American Private Eye might have been something of a novelty among your down-on-their-luck working-class pulp-fic gumshoes. I don't really care. I don't care about the people in the book either, but, like I said, it's all easy to read.

The Thin Man is cute, it's a chick-flick kid's story of a murder-mystery, and while mildly annoying, it's also vaguely pleasant. I can read knowing that I will not be disturbed in the least, which is a little bit of a relief.

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