"The doorman at the Kilmarnock was six feet two. He wore a pale blue uniform, and white gloves made his hands look enormous. He opened the door of the Yellow taxi as gently as an old maid stroking a cat." - "Smark-Aleck Kill" - Raymond Chandler
It's hard not to love writing like that. I fell in love with detective novels at an early age starting with Nancy Drew and moving on to Agatha Christie, Sherlock Homes, etc.
Then I discovered the hardboiled detective novel and film noir and never looked back. Raymond Chandler is the master of the form. I read his work and marvel at all the attention to detail that never seems to get tedious and wish that I knew people that spoke like characters in his stories do so I could talk like that, too.
The best homage to him I think is the film Miller's Crossing which to me is Dashiell Hammett's The Glass Key (which is very good) rewritten by Raymond Chandler. Snazy dialogue, great details and an anti-hero who gets beat up just as much as the not so black and white bad guys.
Another aspect I like about them is the Australian-ness of them. To me as an American it's familiar but not familiar enough that I don't end up learning something about my American-ness and the American ethos in the process.
This post is part of the A to Z Blogging Challenge, it's not too late for you to sign up and let me see how you handle the letter Q.