The Film Noir Odyssey
Writer: Leigh Brackett
Based on the novel by Raymond Chandler
Director: Robert Altman
Cast: Elliott Gould, Sterling Hayden, Nina van Pallandt
Cinematography: Vilmos Zsigmond
Music: John Williams
Studio: United Artists
Release: March 7, 1973
“The Long Goodbye” was famously misunderstood by critics during its initial release, but with the deification of director Robert Altman over the next several decades, the film has improved in reputation significantly… to the point where it is now generally considered one of the masterpieces of film noir. And now that I’ve covered Hitchcock, it (along with “In Cold Blood”) is by far the most requested film I’ve received from the readers of this Web site. I wanted to take my time with the film – viewing it three times before I got my thoughts together – because the honest truth is that this is a movie I respect more than I love. If I’m being very honest, I struggle with it.
Now I don’t struggle with it in the same way I struggle with other adored classics like “Touch of Evil.” I think that “The Long Goodbye” is an excellent film and I enjoyed viewing it… my frustration comes from the fact that it is almost a masterpiece to me, but one thing keeps me from surrendering fully to its spell.
But first, let’s talk story.
Our hero is Philip Marlowe (Elliot Gould), transported to 1970s Los Angeles but retaining all the ticks and mannerisms of a classic 1950s private dick, including an awesome vintage car. He seems adrift in the world of hippies and hash brownies, and when his friend Terry (Jim Bouton) asks for help, Marlowe gives it, no questions asked. But soon, Terry’s wife is murdered and Terry is the prime suspect… until he is found dead by suicide in Mexico. Connected somehow is a briefcase full of money, a $5000 bill and a crazy, reclusive novelist named Roger (Sterling Hayden) who might be held hostage at a mental health resort.
How do these disparate threads overlap and connect? Well, if you have the faintest knowledge of novelist Raymond Chandler, whose book serves as the loose basis for the screenplay by Leigh Brackett, then you know the answer is “probably not well.” His stories are all about the atmosphere. The characters. And, of course, the dialogue.
Now, I love what Brackett and Altman’s thesis for the film is… and adore how they transplant the private detective caricature into a modern atmosphere to showcase what is different – and the same – about the differing eras of the detective story. Hell, Altman is so into this idea that every note of John Williams’ score are different variations of the title song penned by Williams and Johnny Mercer. We also hear probably eight versions of the song in the film itself. One work… one idea… one character translated in a hundred different ways. And, for the most part, the movie succeeds in this. Perhaps the most famous scene is Marlowe standing in the sand on a beach, awkward and unsteady but trying to find his place. That sums up the film and the experience perfectly.
My issue with the film comes in the choice to use the Marlowe character at all. Altman famously didn’t read the original novel and Brackett’s screenplay was a loose adaptation to begin with… but I can’t help but wish they had stayed truer to the character. I totally understand why he was chosen for this type of reinterpretation – he’s the most iconic character from ‘40s noir for good reason. Brackett was clearly hired because she co-wrote the original “The Big Sleep” adaptation with Ernest Hemingway… the character of Roger here is obviously based on him (and Hayden was hired because of his connection to those golden age films noir).
(I’m going to make a small detour here just to sing Brackett’s praises. She is low-key one of the greatest screenwriters ever – having written this, the aforementioned “The Big Sleep,” “Rio Bravo” and “The Empire Strikes Back,” among others. Her name should be spoken in the same breath as Sorkin, Lehman, Mamet and more. Now back to your regularly scheduled program.)
But the filmmakers seem more intent on stripping down the simple idea of the private detective, not Marlowe himself. Instead, he is portrayed haphazardly throughout. He makes a grand first impact while searching for a specific brand of food for his picky cat. But later he seems completely idiotic in scenes where he does not need to – not acting dumb so people assume less of him, but truly struggling to find the thread. This makes the few direct quotes from Chandler’s original novel stick out like sore thumbs because they do not match the tone of the rest of the dialogue. And Marlowe’s climactic murder of his best friend, which underlines thematically that even the most honest man in a sea of scorpions will ultimately become one of them, doesn’t land with the bang it needs to because he hasn’t been portrayed in a normalized manner for the entire movie.
Why not just take the extra effort to make Marlowe completely identifiable to big fans of Chandler, that way the finale is more impactful? Or at least make his characterization steady throughout? I’m fine with the myriad of changes the filmmakers make to the original novel, and as readers know I am not a Chandler loyalist… but I just feel like this was a missed opportunity. Specifics would have been much better served here than generalities.
Ah well… so much else is perfect that it’s hard to remain focused on that for long. This may well be Altman’s most visually stunning film – his collaboration with cinematographer Vilmos Zsigmond (“Obsession,” “The Black Dahlia”) is extraordinary. They love to find layers within layers in their set-ups – early when Marlowe is thrown into a holding cell and later in that famous beach shot that doubles for a conversation between Roger and his wife (Nina van Pallandt, who is so good that I feel bad not spending more time praising her). It’s the kind of movie you need to watch two or three times in order to drink in all the details, so I’m very happy that I did.
“The Long Goodbye” is a good film – I have no qualms about that. It may, in fact, be a great film… and one day I’ll get over my hang-up about Marlowe’s characterization. It’s essential noir, but not the first noir movie you should track down. It rewards the viewer who has stood in the shadows with the private dicks, femme fatales and heavies for decades and knows his way around the darkness.
Score: ****1/2