One of the three weak Marlowes i.e. the non classics. This is still pretty good, with not one not two but three femme fetales - the mousy country girl of the title (looking for her brother), a film star, a Latina actress.
Some of this felt like Chandler writing while drunk - the women finding him irresistible, the men he beats up. Some stuff felt repetitive eg Marlow is drugged, harrased by cops. I did like the cops monologue and the toughness and stuff. I enjoyed the ice pick deaths, the papers in the toupee
The satire of Hollywood was reportedly in response to Chandler's experiences - I would've liked more send up of Hollywood types actually it was a point of difference.
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