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The Big Sleep (1946) L.A. private eye Phillip Marlowe takes on a blackmail case...and a trail peopled with murderers, pornographers, nightclub rogues, the spoiled rich and more. The price before discount is the median price for the last 90 days. Rentals include 30 days to start watching this video and 48 hours to finish once started.
The Big Sleep. Raymond Chandler. Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, Jul 12, 1988 - Fiction - 240 pages. The renowned novel from the crime fiction master, with the "quintessential urban private eye" (Los Angeles Times), Philip Marlowe. • Featuring the iconic character that inspired the film Marlowe, starring Liam Neeson.
P.I. Philip Marlowe's hired by a wealthy general to find out and stop his daughter, Carmen from being blackmailed over gambling debts, Marlowe finds himself deep within a web of love triangles, blackmail, murder, gambling, and organised crime. With help from Vivian (another of the general's daughters), Marlowe hatches a plot to free the family from this web and trap the real culprit.
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The Big Sheep Sleep is the fifth episode of Season 1 of the Lalaloopsy™ TV Series. When Pillow can't sleep, she tries counting Little Bah Peep's sheep... until they run away! It's nap time at Pillow's house, but she can't fall asleep! She tries reading, drinking milk, and even counting her own Sheep as she jumps over her bed back and forth, but it doesn't help. She decides to ask Little Bah ...
The Big Sleep. The renowned novel from the crime fiction master, with the "quintessential urban private eye" (Los Angeles Times), Philip Marlowe. • Featuring the iconic character that inspired the film Marlowe, starring Liam Neeson. A dying millionaire hires private eye Philip Marlowe to handle the blackmailer of one of his two troublesome ...
THE BIG SLEEP by Raymond Chandler. It was about eleven o'clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them.
