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The story is where the world was introduced to Sam Spade. He'd appeared in a short story a year prior. But it didn't really move the needle. It was until the popularity of this story broken into 5 parts in the pages of Black Mask magazine in 1929, that the world really got a good look at the celebrated private investigator who only ever appeared in 5 works by Hammett and one of those was left unpublished!
When The Maltese Falcon were collected into a single novel in 1930, it became a smash hit. It also laid the foundation for hard boiled crime fiction. Humphrey Bogart made the character of Spade a household name in 1941's black and white film adaptation, directed by John Huston; which is considered one of the greatest films ever made. You might be wondering why it took over a decade for Bogie to play Sam Spade. Actually, a film version was made in 1931. But it's content was so salacious, with nudity, sex and homosexual overtones, that film standards adopted shortly after it's release, prevented it from ever being re-released to the viewing public. Hence, a toned down remake was necessitated to be made for the viewing public of a pre-WW2 America.
In the story, Sam Spade is accused of murdering his detective agency partner, with whom he is having an affair with the man's wife. To clear his name, Spade must figure out how the client his partner was hired to protect got tangled up with a trio of criminals who all accuse the woman of stealing something valuable from them: a one of a kind golden statue covered in black resin called the Maltese Falcon. Lost from the annals of history, the Falcon was supposed to be a tribute to the King of Spain, during the time of the Crusades. If the bird can be recovered, it would be a priceless relic that could net Sam Spade and his client a hefty pay day.
As the murder count grows, so does distrust among the group. Sam and his client get rather intimate with each other. And the police threaten to send Spade away on a murder charge for a very long time. What results is a trio of chapters that crosses and double-crosseds everyone on the suspect list a good 3 or 4 times a piece and becomes some 40 or so pages of the most well written crime drama even written. I just wish the other 175-odd so pages were just as good.
Okay, that last statement might not be quite so fair. Before the last 3 chapters, there is a span of 3-4 chapters that I also thought were very good. But I just couldn't get into this book until I reached chapter 11. At that point, something just clicked. It felt like the writer had finally gotten into the zone, or whatever similar mode of excellence that writers get into when they get cooking. But that first half of the book was rather difficult for me to get engaged with. I was averaging 2 chapters a night at first. That was how much I could take. With the adventures of Philip Marlowe, I was finishing entire 80 page short stories in just an hour worth of read time.
I will say that I no longer consider Dashiell Hammett to be 'wordy'. But I feel like he was too focused on the mundane. For instance, he can spend an entire 200 word paragraph, exploring the contents of a dead man's pocket. Not plural. For each searched pocket, Hammer devotes another paragraph to it and I am just not sure it was all that necessary. But Hammett's dialogue is brilliant. So good, that I am willing to give Nick and Nora Charles with their witty repartee and frequent downing of martinis a try with Hammett's The Thin Man.
It wasn't Raymond Chandler. But it wasn't terrible as I had thought it was 30 years ago either. My tastes grew up and so did my appreciation.
Rating: 6 out of 10 stars.
