Thought I'd seen Long Goodbye before, but, watching it, I soon realized I hadn't - probably because I never liked Elliot Gould & could never picture him as Philip Marlowe. Not that he was any more incongruous than any other part of that film. Tho they still had him inexplicably driving a '40s convertible - yet never with the top down for some reason - the film was reset in the swinging '70s when it was made & only a few plot elements vaguely connected the film to the original Raymond Chandler novel at all. In one ludicrous scene, the villain - to impress Marlowe with how vicious he is - smashes his own girlfriend in the face with a coke bottle. The bottle shatters, badly cutting her face. A coke bottle? Shatters on a human face? Yeah, right. But that's just the kind of film this was.
Review of The Long Goodbye
