"But if you wanna make me a couple of yankee doodles..."
Robert Altman takes on his own deconstructed version of film noir. Raymond Chandler wrote a number of novels about a detective named Philip Marlowe, the first of those be adapted to films being The Big Sleep. Here, we have Marlowe again, played by Elliott Gould-a sarcastic cat-loving private eye trying to prove his friend’s innocence. Throughout Altman fills the screen with interesting goings-on; there’s always something to keep your eyes interested.
After I first saw it, however, the only thing I could recall was a drunken Gould walking around urbanized parts of desert, fruitlessly searching for something to slow, saucy jazz numbers. It’s true what Ebert says: It tries to be all genre and no story, and it almost works. I had entirely lost the plot, but retained the imagery.
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