Gatsby fever is at an all time high–temperatures are soaring whether you are in love with the idea of a new film version of The Great Gatsby, or if you are dreading it like some sort of 3-D technicolor train wreck.
In either case, I have never seen such a polarized anticipation of a movie in my lifetime. I mean when the last installment of the Star Wars saga or the Indiana Jones franchise came out, was anyone against it? Of course not. But the divided reaction against Baz Lurhmann’s Gatsbyesque hubris in staging an ambitious visual version of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s sacrosanct Great American Novel has us buzzing, so we should all probably go see it anyway. Continue reading