Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby Makes the Myth into a Man
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Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby is an unapologetic, over-the-top kinetic fantasy. Everything is big (Klipspringer plays a castle-sized organ, not a piano), loud (the deservedly much-hailed soundtrack delights), and bursting with color. The camera zooms, twitches, leaps and dances through a roaring feast of 1920s decadence and despair. It also relentlessly pushes in on the titular character: self-made myth Jay Gatsby. And that is the reason you should see the film.
In the midst of all the swooping 3D (meh) and exquisitely detailed sets (woot!), Leonardo DiCaprio’s depiction of Gatsby is sensitive and real. Just as Fitzgerald introduces us to the mask Gatsby presents to the world then peels it away page by page, DiCaprio and Luhrmann start with Gatsby’s facade (that famous smile, lit by fireworks) and then let it fall away scene by scene. We see the longing, the panic, the joy (what’s this? DiCaprio laughing on screen?), the fear, the anger, and most importantly, the hope. In short, they get Gatsby, and they get him right.
Also right? Luhrmann’s decision to preserve much of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s language. Similar to his treatment of Shakespeare’s text in Romeo + Juliet, The Great Gatsby‘s script is mostly book-verbatim. Purists will be happy to know that the novel’s beloved opening and closing sections are present, preserved and as powerful as ever. Indeed, a few lines from the book are even typset and floated through the frame. Which brings us to Lurhmann’s biggest mistake.
The Great Gatsby‘s narrator is Nick Carraway. In the beginning of the book, he introduces himself as someone who was taught to withhold judgements, and, as such, has become someone everyone tells their stories to. This gives Fitzgerald a plausible reason for why Nick is privvy to everyone’s secrets.
In the beginning of the movie, however, Carraway is in a sanatorium for alcoholism and various other ailments. He tells the story of Gatsby to his therapist, who, after a while, encourages him to write it down. This gives Luhrmann a plausible reason for why Nick is narrating in the first place and why his narration is so literary. It’s an unnecessary imposition. Audiences are used to voice-over narration, as distasteful a technique it may be to auteurs. Filmgoers need no explanation for Nick’s storytelling, and the poetic prose is no more over-the-top than the film’s set design, stylized shots or saturated color. It seems a shame to doom Book Nick Carraway to a sanatorium, too; the Midwestern man left New York disillusioned, not certifiable. I longed to be lost in Gatsby the movie as I am in Gatsby the book, but the sanatorium scenes kept interrupting.
Another misstep is also related to audience coddling: Lurhman seemed nervous that uninitiated Gatsby-ites may not pick up on particular themes or motivations. Several lines that stood out in the book for their idiosyncratic subtext were clarified by extra dialogue or narration. (The beautiful shirts scene is just that—beautiful—until some non-Fitzgerald Nick narration over-explains Daisy’s famous sobbing words.) The added exposition is a boon to high schoolers studying for lit tests, but a bit of a drag for a film chock full of actors who are capable of conveying miles of meaning in their delivery, body language and expressions.
On May 10, come for the spectacle, savor a well-played portrait of Gatsby by DiCaprio, and try to let Luhrmann’s obvious love for Fitzgerald’s words outweigh your outrage over those few unfortunate additions. Oh, and wear a costume.
Great review and wonderful photos. I’m in!
Thanks! Let me know what you think after you see it!
Well done Sarah!
Thanks, Cass! It was fun being a ’20s gal with you last night!
Yes! Thanks for the review! I can’t wait to see it…and you all looked AWESOME.
Thanks, Sara! Tell me what you think after you see it!
Super excited about this one. Reliable DiCaprio looks like he does his thing, but Carey Mulligan is hypnotic in the ads.
Yes, Mulligan is great as well. She really gets across both Daisy’s appeal and Daisy’s flaws. Plus, she does the welling-eyes thing better than anybody out there ; )
Agreed, really well done. You explained why Nick’s narration felt off really well–I couldn’t put my finger on it but you did!
What did you think of the 3D? I felt it was more distracting then enhancing–it was great for the party scenes and few shots of NYC, but otherwise I felt it took away from being able to fully focus–both visually and mentally–on the acting.
I wasn’t a fan of the 3D. I didn’t think it felt as magical as Life of Pi or as immersive as Lord of the Rings. I’d like to see it again in 2D!
I agree! I was talking with my mom about this last night, and she said that every review she’s read was really skeptical of the 3D. So it sounds like we’re not the only ones!
Do you recommend trying to see Gatsby in 2D over 3D?
You know, I think I do. There was a nice bit with floating white curtains that made one of my favorite descriptions of the book come alive, but mostly I felt like I wouldn’t enjoyed it more in 2D. And I’m no 3D-hater! I actually really loved The Hobbit’s 3D treatment…just didn’t find it necessary for this film, even with all the crazy ’20 extravagance.
I saw it flat and didn’t feel like, after the first 90 seconds, I really missed anything because of it.
Finally saw this movie and loved it. There was too much narration and not enough music. But I thought it was fantastic.
It was pretty fantastic, wasn’t it? In the time since, the great parts have crowded out my fretting about the Nick additions in my memory. I want to go back and see it in 2D!
I gotta say that the hotel room scene, at the 3rd Act break, is one of the best I’ve seen in a while. Masterfully shot, performed, and edited. It was like a short film.
If that scene was a song, I’d have it on repeat.