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EDIT: Looking through the Inspirations I mentioned above I see a book that I will recommend:
The City & The City
by China Meiville
-1 Hand/Eye Coordination: Hands shake from anger how ♥♥♥♥ it all is
[Success]
Greatest American writer? That's a tall order. Flannery O'Connor's better than him, James Baldwin for sure, hell even Thomas Pynchon or Jeanette Winterson twist better sentences than Chandler. But! There's nobody that does gumshoe word salad like Chandler, "..one of those mixed up salads which men will eat with complete docility in restaurants, although they would probably start yelling if their wives tried to feed them one at home." - The Long Goodbye
Yet, there's a humour in Martinaise and Revachol that isn't gumshoe noir. Like when you poke fun at your love-life even though your heart is breaking...it's almost too meta. That's why maybe Disco is a game about a "detective" but it's like a strange parody of the genre, not quite gunshoe noir but something that's informed by it.
In a way, it's either unfortunate or unwieldy that DE needs a detective. However, without the murder mystery, who would go for this title? It would be like The Novelist videogame, a fine idea that is well-executed and has an intriguing foundation in sociology, psychology, and art, but nobody buys it.