Although I haven’t read it in years, in honor of the newest movie version, today’s Saturday book review will be F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby.
If you haven’t read it, must you?
YES.
If you read it only once a long time ago, should you read it again?
Probably.
Why not just see the movie?
Gatsby is not only a great book, it’s one of the most accessible “classics” ever written. It’s a short novel, practically a novella, not only in length but in the simplicity of its structure. The plot is straightforward, and the prose beautiful, polished and as smooth as one of those expensive shirts Daisy rolls around in from Gatsby’s closet. Gatsby’s Closet – now that would make a great name for a men’s shop, or a section in Barneys.
You could just see the movie, but you’d be missing a lot. This is a first person story told by a narrator, Nick, who is always just a bit removed from the action. There’s a difference between “seeing” through Nick’s eyes, where the truth emerges slowly, and seeing explicitly through a camera. Movies are a visual medium. Books are about the words, and Gatsby is filled with asides, descriptions and phrases that are gems, which won’t easily translate to visuals. (347 of them have been contributed to a list on Goodreads.) It would be like seeing a ballet of a Shakespeare work. It might be worthwhile, in and of itself, but it’s not the same.
The New York State English Language Arts Regents Exam, required for high school graduation, has an essay question where the student is asked to elaborate on a statement, using two works he or she has read. Back when I taught high school, in practice session, young men often chose Gatsby as one of the works. Most of the statements are general and often involve themes like loyalty, friendship, love or values, and Gatsby is about all of these, but mostly it’s a story about a man who loved a woman and remade his whole life to win her, and won her, and ultimately died for her and she wasn’t worth it. This seemed to resonate with young men, mostly poor, who have grown up in a world where people meet violent ends and the ability to have tons of stuff is valued above all else. They would write about the book with passion, and honesty. They weren’t parroting something they’d heard a teacher say. They got it.
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