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BOOKS, Page 88Capering
POODLE SPRINGS
by Raymond Chandler and Robert B. Parker
Putnam; 268 pages; $18.95
Raymond Chandler influenced the American detective novel so
strongly that even his imitators have imitators. Among the best of
the second-generation models is Robert B. Parker, 57, whose private
investigator, Spenser, shares Philip Marlowe's gruff chivalry and,
like Chandler's "Galahad of the gutter," bears the surname of an
Elizabethan literary figure.
So it is not surprising that Parker was hired to complete
Poodle Springs, a Marlowe caper unfinished when the author died in
1959. Complete is an understatement. Only the first four chapters
(scenes really) belong to the master; the remaining 37 are
Parker's. Readers who use their ears as well as their eyes will
notice rhythmic differences. Chandler's sentences are usually
punchier than Parker's. R.C.: "It was a very handsome house except
that it stank decorator." R.P.: "I found an office finally, as
close to a dump as Poodle Springs gets, south of Ramon Drive,
upstairs over a filling station."
Moreover, Parker's Marlowe can seem like an anachronism in
search of a time frame. He drinks rye, smokes Camels and charges
only $100 a day plus expenses. But there are contemporary touches.
Women wear tank tops and police uniforms, and pornography has gone
public.
Parker's problem is how to throw in the tank tops and still
have a Marlowe who is 42, not 72. After all, he lives on mostly
butts and alcohol and commutes between Los Angeles and Poodle (read
Palm) Springs , where he beds down with his new wife. She is
beautiful, rich and dead set on getting an obstinate Marlowe to
give up his grubby profession.
Parker's ploy is to distract year counters and prop watchers
with a nifty plot and vintage dialogue. His solution to the
marriage dilemma is resolved in a thoroughly modern manner that
requires neither a long goodbye nor a farewell, my lovely.