Synopsis
Nothing says goodbye like a bullet…
Detective Philip Marlowe tries to help a friend who is accused of murdering his wife.
1973 Directed by Robert Altman
Detective Philip Marlowe tries to help a friend who is accused of murdering his wife.
Elliott Gould Nina van Pallandt Sterling Hayden Mark Rydell Henry Gibson David Arkin Jim Bouton Warren Berlinger Jo Ann Brody Stephen Coit Jack Knight Pepe Callahan Vincent Palmieri Pancho Córdova Enrique Lucero Rutanya Alda Tammy Shaw Jack Riley Ken Sansom Jerry Jones John Davies Rodney Moss Sybil Scotford Herb Kerns Arnold Schwarzenegger Robert Altman David Carradine Carl Gottlieb George Wyner Show All…
Приватни детектив, 긴 이별, 기나긴 이별, Un largo adiós, Der Tod kennt keine Wiederkehr, Il lungo addio, Pitkät jäähyväiset, Le Privé, Dlouhé loučení, A hosszú búcsú, שלום לנצח, Μια Σφαίρα, Ένα Αντίο, ロング・グッドバイ, Долгое прощание, Długie pożegnanie, Uzun Veda, O Imenso Adeus, Дългото сбогуване, Um Perigoso Adeus, 漫长的告别, Un largo Adios, خداحافظی طولانی, Privatni detektiv, Det Lange Farvel, El llarg adéu, เดอะ ลอง กู๊ดบาย, 漫長的告別
[Me, generally enjoying a film but feeling vaguely as if I don’t fully grasp whatever subtext or characterizations Altman has woven into it as I know both he and Raymond Chandler are generally more thoughtful than to make something to be viewed on a purely surface level, but also having nothing more to say about it besides recognizing how strongly it influenced Under the Silver Lake and laughing at Philip Marlowe’s constant oral fixation] It’s okay with me!
The tragedy (and hilarity) of being a cat, aimlessly wandering a ruthless, dog-eat-dog world.
On the east coast we have hundreds -maybe thousands- or signs advertising “George Washington slept here.” I’m sure if you did the math there are more signs than there were possible nights in his life. In LA they have a similar phenomenon but the signs say “Elliot Gould lit a match on this surface to light a cigarette in The Long Goodbye.”
I don’t know that I’ve ever seen a loser portrayed quite like this. Every moment of every scene bends over backwards to find a new way to humiliate Marlowe. But he doesn’t give a shit. He’s already lost. There’s a zen sadness to him that all the early 70s yoga freaks in LA can’t even touch. He’s dealing…
Philip Marlowe takes a big sleep sometime in the mid 40s and doesn't wake up until 1973, and only then because his cat is hungry.
One of the things I love about Robert Altman is that his movies are essentially long jokes, but unlike most comedians he knows when to stop kidding around - here in the scene where a heavy chooses to intimidate Marlowe through a chilling combination of a Coke bottle and his girlfriend's face. Nothing graphic is shown but it remains one of the most disturbing sequences of violence I've ever seen in fiction. And I'd never thought of it before, but the thread of violence against women runs very deep through the entire movie, from the…
could watch six hours of gould’s marlowe, tooling around LA, chain-smoking cigarettes and being an asshole to everyone but his ungrateful cat.