I was
really disappointed with The Great Gatsby,
plain and simple no buts about it. The movie
felt slapped together and did not live up to either to classic American novel
or the original film starring Robert Redford and Mia Farrow. My first problem was the soundtrack. I have nothing wrong with the songs
themselves, the tracks were diverse and modern with some great tunes by Jay
Z. That being said, they had no place
inside the upscale clubs of the roaring twenties. Flapper girls should be dancing to jazz
music, the punk rock of its day, not the pop and electronic songs of today’s music industry. The acting was
also sub-par to say the least. Toby
Maguire was not believable at all as Nick Carraway and while Leonardo
DiCaprio’s performance as Jay Gatsby was better, it was not at the level I had
hoped for with his constant repetition of the phrase “Old Sport” making me
cringe every time he opened his mouth.
The highlight of the film for me was Joel Edgerton’s performance as Tom
Buchanan. Superbly portrayed, I felt the
character was the only one that could have passed as the novel’s counterpart. Overall, the film couldn’t decide if it
wanted to be modern and edgy or classic and sophisticated and that is where it
ran into trouble. The not so subtle
attempts at imagery were forced and whole sections of the movie were ruled by
Maguire’s narrative which felt like he was reading excerpts from the novel
itself, completely out of touch with the tone set by the director. Visually, the film was beautiful with bright
colors and stark contrasts making certain images such as Gatsby’s yellow car
pop when juxtaposed with the dull environment.
Overall, the film was an attempt to be bigger, brighter, and more modern
but turned out to be a hodgepodge of poor decisions and inadequate acting. The book is brilliant and the 1974 film
nearly flawless which brings us to the old adage, if it ain’t broke don’t
fix it.
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