“How do you feel?” “Terrible. I must have gone to bed sober.” Few runs can compare with it: five novels in five years, lean and mean books that exited the ring with victory assured: no one afterward could say that hard-boiled novels couldn’t be great art, at least nobody worth taking seriously. Then, just forty years old and for reasons still speculated about and still unknown, he stopped writing. The Thin Man was final book. The protagonist is Nick Charles, a private detective remarkably perceptive […]
