Use of Metaphor in The Big Sleep :: sleep

Use of Metaphor in The high-risk Sleep   Raymond Chandler wrote The Big Sleep as a piece of hard boil spy fable. This style was a reaction to the high style of detective stories such(prenominal) as those involving Sherlock Holmes and Miss Marple. Writers often set hard boiled detective novels in a gritty world where everyone has a past. In The Big Sleep, Chandler keeps this edgy, lower class tone duty down to the objects he utilizes for comparisons in his metaphors.   Chandler is highly precise in his word choice and diction. by means of his language his is able to craft a world that I as the get winder am able to visualize. When I reckon this world, I see a black and white world filled with real characters who weather life on the mean side of the streets. When I first read The Big Sleep as a reader who pays little circumspection to style, I was practically unaware of Chandlers precision in creating this mental mental kitchen range for his reader. How ever upon a second read, I began to notice that the reason I was able to have such a vivid mental image of this hard edged world is that Chandlers detail and imagery maintains this picture right down to his metaphors.   Part of the attempt of hard boiled detective novels is to be more realistic partly in response to the auditory sense the fiction was being written for which was a more working class audience that read magazines in which these writers often published this fiction. So, Chandler to be true to both(prenominal) his audience and the genre utilizes monotonous objects in his metaphors. This can be seen in metaphors such as like the buzzing of bees (218) which is not only a sound which any audience would most likely be familiar with but also a rather plain description employ to create the metaphor unlike one that might be determined in a romantic poem for instance. Some of the other commonplace metaphors that Chandler use include like a window-dresser gett ing the effect of a new twist of a scarf around a dummys be intimate (225), as if I was some kind of strange beast fly from a traveling circus (207), like light filtered through an fish tank tank(8), like wildflowers fighting for life on a perfect(a) rock(7), like a fresh fall of snow at Lake Arrowhead (17) like a puppy at the fringe of a rug(20), like a footbridge over a gully (33).