“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees,
just as things grow in fast movies,
I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Just…what did I feel about The Great Gatsby?
Much Hollywood grandiose, and pop-culture commercialisation which went out of hand
and it missed the mark protecting the shroud of mystery that was Mr Jay Gatsby,
as to what I imagined F. Scott Fitzgerald’s original intentions were.
Read the novel more than 5 (or was it 7?) years ago
but noooo I did not picture semi-nude African ladies gyrating to pop music!!!
Felt it was a tad degrading, although it might have that element of truth in it.
The old-school motion effects were also…overused, sadly…
Enjoyed the movie but it didn’t do the book justice, as usual.
Nonetheless there is a surge of interest in F Scott Fitzgerald and his book sales.
So, Yay Hollywood! Yay Tobey Maguire and Leonardo DiCaprio.
‘Twas lovely evening/movie date-night with Krispy & Enkee,
with whom I’m always gaining fresh insights to stuff that actually matters.
Even if we’re joking about the silliest things it’s never cheap humour.
I miss real conversations with these real people,
with whom we’re never judged.