Farewell, My Lovely (1975)

The third filmed version of Raymond Chandler's book was Robert Mitchum's first time under the hat. He gives a fantastic performance as the detective hunting for a woman who doesn't want to be found.
The Noir language draws constant attention to itself, meaning it never feels real, but Marlowe’s sarcasm and hyperbole are so well-scripted that it doesn't matter. Hard boiled isn't reality; that’s part of the charm.

4 glasses of bourbon out of 5