{"id":5844,"date":"2022-10-24T13:01:51","date_gmt":"2022-10-24T03:01:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/veritysparks.com\/?p=5844"},"modified":"2022-10-24T13:13:06","modified_gmt":"2022-10-24T03:13:06","slug":"murder-my-sweet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/?p=5844","title":{"rendered":"MORE MURDERS"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/sweet.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-5851\" src=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/sweet.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"184\" height=\"274\" \/><\/a>Last night we watched a DVD. Remember them? It was a 1944 movie called <em>Murder My Sweet<\/em>, based on Raymond Chandler&#8217;s <em>Farewell My Lovel<\/em>y. It was the first film outing for Chandler&#8217;s famous PI Phillip Marlowe; he was played not by the more familiar Humphrey Bogart but by a leading man from the 1930&#8217;s called Dick Powell. Powell made his name in musicals and light comedies, and apparently he had to fight to get the role. And he was good &#8211; though different to Bogart &#8211; more human, a bit less cynical, a lot less charismatic. It&#8217;s considered by movie buffs one of the original American <em>films noir<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>The story? A cash-strapped middle-aged LA private eye (Marlowe) is hired by a gigantic ex-con called Moose Molloy to find his girlfriend, Velma. He hasn&#8217;t seen Velma for eight years, since he went down. That&#8217;s the set-up. There&#8217;s a stolen jade necklace, a blow to the head, a murder, a rich old man married to a sexy young wife, a fake therapist who&#8217;s blackmailing his clients, a hostile chief of police, a lot of shadowy camera work, another blow to the head, a drug trip, the rich old man&#8217;s lovely daughter, some great clothes, another blow to the head and quite a few murders.<\/p>\n<p>And after it finished, we were both left wondering&#8230;who did what? Why? When I went to bed, I lay awake, trying to work it out. I couldn&#8217;t. I probably needed to be fully awake, with a piece of paper and a pen. I read somewhere that Chandler said when he didn&#8217;t know what to do, he just had someone enter the room with a gun. It was a bit like that. But I did enjoy the ride.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/everyone.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-5843\" src=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/everyone.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"372\" height=\"570\" srcset=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/everyone.jpg 372w, https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/everyone-196x300.jpg 196w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 372px) 100vw, 372px\" \/><\/a>Which is sort of how I felt with Benjamin Stevenson&#8217;s <em>Everyone In My Family Has Killed Someone<\/em>. A fast and furious murder mystery, with the complicated and criminal (some of them, anyway) Cunningham family all gathered together at a snowed-in ski resort. Skeletons just tumble out of cupboards &#8211; bodies pile up &#8211; the characters peel back more layers than a mille-feuille pastry &#8211; and towards the end I totally lost the plot but such was the forward momentum that I just kept reading, fast, until I reached the end. Phew. I decided not to go back (with pen and paper)&#8230;because what would be the point?<\/p>\n<p>PS.<br \/>\nThis book has got one of the best openings ever:<\/p>\n<p><em>Everyone in my family has killed someone. Some of us, the high achievers, have killed more than once.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night we watched a DVD. Remember them? It was a 1944 movie called Murder My Sweet, based on Raymond Chandler&#8217;s Farewell My Lovely. 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