Putting in my 2 cents, even if it's late. Check out Cary
Grant's early flicks, especially as the unctuous chauffeur in
"She done him wrong", the one he made with Mae West (who
"discovered" him) or even better his 1944 performance as
Ernie Mott in "None but the lonely heart," where Ethel
Barrymore is his Mom! From a novel by Richard Llewellyn.
(Llewellyn went out write an early hard-boiled Brit "lad"
play called "Noose." He had gotten his big break some years
earlier with his novel "How Green is my Valley.") But I
digress. Wow! Grant is wonderful in "None but the lonely
heart" as a loser trapped and sliding down the toilet of life
in a cockney-noir world. That must be where Chandler "saw"
Grant as Marlowe.
Speaking of femme fatales . . .
"Her lips were red, her looks were free Her locks were yellow
as gold, Her skin was white as leprosy. The Nightmare
Life-in-Death was she, Who thick's man's blood with
cold."
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient
Mariner
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