Hard-boiled/noir/whatever

[mrissa]

So you have the blonde walking into the cynical detective's office. You have some "broad" in an evening gown singing torch songs in a club that's maybe on the edge of sketchy. You have probably some thugs somewhere, somebody covering up something horrible for someone they love.

What else have you got? What are your favorite stock elements for this kind of story? Tell me, that I may warp them!

(I'm heading down to St. Pete for lunch as soon as I get my shoes on, so I won't be able to respond to answers right away.)

Comments

[baronlaw.livejournal.com]

"The fan slowly turned over his desk, one got the impression it was dying a slow death rather like the occupant of the office."

Gotta have the classic desk, bottle of scotch in the drawer and a 45 under the armpit. ;)

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

The image I get from this is of Classic Fannish Male Somatype #1 with beard, glasses, gut and ponytail, tipping the desk very slowly onto one side while the detective looks on in bemusement.

[baronlaw.livejournal.com]

I entered my office and heard some strange sounds from within, fearing the worse I pulled my heater out and kicked in the door. I expected a thug or two, I was hoping for a pretty dame, what I got was a slightly overweight fellow with a beard glasses and a ponytail attempting to flip my desk over. He managed to get it on it's side and collapsed on top of it puffing and groaning. For a minute I thought he would have a heart attack before he could tell me what the hell he was doing.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Fabulous.