I've a short Semester's break this week so i thought i would indulge in reading something for pleasure that had not been assigned to me. Sure enough twas a good time! I had forgotten what it is like to pick up a book and read it because you want to in your leisure time. To long for the moment when you can pull it out and smile to yourself, sharing secrets with pages and ink and characters and an author, to have heavy eye lids but whispering in your heart, despite all the obligations of tomorrow
just one more chapter... A feeling i think no writer should ever let themselves forget.
I'd been running across a lot of hype for this movie lately, i
figured well if the release is about a week away, a week is enough to
read the book and have fun seeing how the big screen adapts the story. The movie premiers today.
Warning: There will be spoilers in this post if you haven't read the book.
Fitzgerald uses mysterious delayed introduction, foreshadowing and my favourite, beautifully crafted similes to tell a lovely short story
showcasing what is often classified as the American dream. I think what i
enjoyed most about this novel was the rich, vivid description of
details one can not readily see with the eyes of an onlooker, yet...he is one. The author uses very careful diction, piecing it together to
say a multitude of meaning in one sentence. His writing is like poetry,
he strives to use the perfect words, not one more and not one less.
His
choice of point of view helps to farther the alluring mood of his
story, taken from the perspective of an innocent by stander sucked into a
world of glitz and glamor, of wealth and prestigious. Nick, the person
through who's eyes we see this tale, while has come from some money one
gets the impression that he has not particularly adored it or sought to
proudly own it but rather to simply live, purposefully To be rich in
character and wisdom, both superficial accessories in the time when the
book is set.
Summarizing Nick from the text:
' Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have
contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the
darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was
within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the
inexhaustible variety of life.' Chapter 2
It
takes the reader a little time to get past the well described frills of
the aristocratic society that is a central theme of the novel, one
finds that at the heart of the story
is a heart, a broken
heart, a
longing heart, a heart that seeks to feel the drum beat of love again,
that seeks to be told that self worth is truly in equal proportion to
prestige as it appears and as is handed down religiously by society.
This man seeks to do anything to move forward by going backwards, to
live by re living happiness. And so he spends his entire life chasing the key
to the road not traveled and for him, his key comes in the shape of a
beautiful refreshing Daisy...
But what happen when one grabs hold of a key to the garden of love where
youth was spent? Will the flowers still be in bloom? Or will they have
withered by the time you get to prying that door open again with hands finally worthy to touch it?
We often expect a memory, a place, a feeling in time to stay exactly as
we remember it...but is that possible? Is our memory, is the strength of
our love enough to sustain it?
That is the dangerous question The Great Gatsby (oh the irony!!) has forgotten to ask himself...
There is a moment in the story when Daisy crumples up Gatsby's letter
and one wonders if they really just spend the entire novel asking each
other with hopeful eyes if the paper crumbled up can be perfect again...
Quotes i loved:
That Summarised the book:
Chapter 9
'They were careless people, Tom and Daisy — they smashed up things and creatures and then
retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever
it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess
they had made… . '
Chapter 9
'Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic
future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but
that’s no matter — to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms
farther… . And one fine morning —— So we beat on, boats against the
current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.'
That Summarize Characters:
Gatsby:
Chapter 5
'consumed with wonder at her presence. He had been
full of the idea so long, dreamed it right through to the end, waited
with his teeth set, so to speak, at an inconceivable pitch of intensity. '
Tom:
Chapter 6
'He knew women early, and
since they spoiled him he became contemptuous of them, of young virgins
because they were ignorant, of the others because they were hysterical
about things which in his overwhelming self-absorption he took for
granted.'
Daisy:
Chapter 8
' And all the time something
within her was crying for a decision. She wanted her life shaped now,
immediately — and the decision must be made by some force — of love, of
money, of unquestionable practicality — that was close at hand'
Random Well Worded Others:
Chapter 5
;No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.;
Chapter 6
;The truth was that Jay Gatsby of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself.;
Chapter 7
;There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind,'
Chapter 7
'' and it occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well'
Chapter 9
“I’m thirty,” I said. “I’m five years too old to lie to myself and call it honour.”
My Very Favourites:
Chapter 7
“Self-control!” Repeated Tom incredulously. “I
suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere
make love to your wife. Well, if that’s the idea you can count me out… .
Nowadays people begin by sneering at family life and family
institutions, and next they’ll throw everything overboard and have
intermarriage between black and white.”
Chapter 4
“There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.”
What I'm looking forward to from the movie the most?
Honestly? i CAN NOT WAIT to see Gatsby's car! Its such a repeated motif, the vehicle of his splendour, at the centre of his highest greatness and lowest of lows, looked upon as he grasps hold of it all and watches all slip away. Magnificently bitter sweet!
Also, might i add i passionately dislike Daisy. I can't help but notice how dapper Tom looks in the movie too! lol did not picture him so hot!
These two (Nick & Jordon) were my favourite and i can't wait to see them lovin' on each other!
