First film of the year watched
The Long Goodbye from 1973. Good start to the year - a gumshoe with a moral conscience of sorts out of his depth in a world making less sense by the day, ain’t it just what we’re all experiencing. Does the sort of slacker-noir thing that Big Lebowski and Inherent Vice do, but it leans more toward traditional noir with the slackerisms more subtly snuggled in there.
Particularly like what I read as an updating of the hardboiled monologue - no first person narration from our grizzled hero, just a half-cut private eye muttering to himself like a weirdo