A little late in the day, I am. But so glad to have finally chanced upon this one.
In the midst of all the glitz and glamour, the high society parties and the campy performances what essentially caught my attention was the honesty in the otherwise perpetually lying eyes of Jay Gatsby.
The honesty with which he loved once and loved forever.
I know the film is adapted from the book and I haven’t read it, so I won’t be able to comment what’s better. And I know that some have found the treatment over-the-top and forced. ‘Trying to be Wes-Anderson and Tim Burton-ish’. But it all worked for me just fine.
The larger than life approach, the fancy gifts, weirdly tall men and women, underground secret meetings,and that familiar but raw – sweet love.
Daisy and Gatsby met somewhere in the chaos his younger years, he lost her because he wasn’t wealthy enough to win her for marriage and hence, decided to go to any extent to be wealthy- to be worthy of her.
The film opens with a narration and it pretty much stays throughout , at times I felt that we could do without it, but once the narrator too became a part of the narrative, I didn’t mind him being around. Nick is an outsider to this lavish circus where Daisy is pretending to be happy with her cheating husband, who loves her but also his keep. While the great Jay hopelessly waits for his one true love.
My favourite scene is when Daisy breaks down and confesses that she loved Gatsby for 5 years but she also loved her husband. She hoped for Gatsby to return but in moments was grateful to have Mr. Buchanan, her husband by her side. She did, at a point, love two people with all her honesty. A concept so baffling and yet so interesting.
The end is tragic and dramatic. I love such endings.