The Great Gatsby

Romance of the century. Deep, sorrowful, and full of words that flow like poetry.

there is a line which explains daisy’s voice to be “full of money” and this line sticks with me for a very long time…i think that a marriage, between buchanan and daisy is something only they can understand, it is not always about money. and i assume that, gatsby only thought of daisy to be with someone who can “afford her most” which is in fact, untrue. it is lineage. it is heritage. it is education and family. i always relate myself to gatsby for a very long time by watching the movie, making beauty to be something to achieve…fast cars, skyscrapers or a network of people. but when i read the book, clearly, gatsby does not have any lineage. he was not born into wealth but he had to work his way up. his backstory a little murky and his family a little unclear. this creates gatsby to be a “shady person” to me where else tom came from person a and goes to school b. i think what daisy really wants from gatsby is clarity. where is the truth in all of this mess. whereas, with tom it is CLEAR that this is a marriage, everything with him is factual and real. not an illusion and a party trick to please someone like the east egg-sters. i think…i would like to delve into this complex more,,,, perhaps in my own time.

i fully imagined jordan to look like an overtanned, jersey shore with a straight balayage but ik thats not very 1920s

i didnt know this book was so good like reading gossip girl, i always just chucked it tgt with boring classics

I recall reading this when I was young and really enjoying it. Sometimes I wish I may be taken under the wing of a rich, wise, old man too.

that green lights overrated

This was such a sad and wonderous book. I loved it so much. There was always a solemn feel to it as if you knew what would happen in the end and hated it. I loved the way Fitzgerald introduced the harsh reality of the romance between Daisy and Gatsby towards the end. You could hear the desperation and longing but alas, it could not happen.

very american. i dont quite like americans.

** spoiler alert ** i am quite disappointed with this book. i expected THAT amazing gatsby that became one of the most famous book characters of 20th century, but i didn't really find that person in this book. gatsby is full of mysteries, but not in a good and cool way mysterious, but in an annoying please-just-tell-me-already way. does that even make sense? he is just like every other man, not really original in any way. even tom had more unique personality traits than gatsby. the main character, nick, also didn't really have any personality except for telling us the story about that great gatsby that actually wasn't great at all. the parties? expected them to be described way more beautifully, i couldn't really imagine the mood and the overall aesthetic of the 'roaring 20s'. and the end just was not it for me. at first i didn't even understand how gatsby died, my classmate had to explain it to me. kinda humiliating, i know. what happened to daisy? why did jordan get engaged all of a sudden? what why when who?? i have many questions and no answers. it's probably just 'me thing', my friends really enjoyed this book, but i sadly didn't find it interesting at all.

when you just want to pursue your career but you ended up getting dragged in everybody else's business. 😂

I read this book like, a couple years back but totally forgot about it and decided to buy a copy at Maruzen Sendai. I was completely amazed by how hauntingly beautiful this book is. I'd say that despite being published in the 20s, the book is easy to read and easy to feel consumed in the story. The premise is simple, the narrative is not complex but you feel the gut-wrenching effect of delving into Gatsby's illusion of love. The Great Gatsby offers us a great narrator that made the 'greatness' of Gatsby put in a place of his admirer, Nick. The dialogue does not give us answers, but the act of the characters do. I would recommend this as an easy read for someone.

I definitely pretended to read this for my ap lit class like 10 years ago because I couldn’t get into it. I actually read it this time, and I still couldn’t get into it. I don’t get the hype. Gatsby is a creep, and Daisy lives a sad, unhappy life. Nick is a great narrator, though.

3.75

3.5 stars

Wtf is this 😭😭😭 I just did not enjoy this book no matter how entranced I was to pick it up, I could not care less about any of the characters, the women are whiny, the men are boring and the parties are so over the top. The "romance" in this book isn't even romance so don't even try to advertise it as a chase for love because there's literatly not even an ounce of real love in this like wtf. I don't see how this book can be considerded a must read 💀💀 Don't waste your time guys.

3.8

I decided to read this book this month and it didn't disappoint me. This one is a really interesting perspective of the 30's in New York. It also does a good representation of obsession and money can be an excuse for bad behavior. I really recommend it to people who like historical fiction.

Another read at school read. Honestly one of the better ones read but like also not a fave.

gatsby is sort of a loser actually.. what a lonely man

I have had this book on my reading list for a long time. As you can expect, what prompted me to read it was the movie that came out some time ago, and I wanted to read the book before going to the movies. To be honest I am not a really big fan of the book. The plot is really concise and basically nothing complicated or really interesting happens during the whole book. And the narrator jumps forward all the time so you can not understand all the causes of some situations, it gets kind of shallow at times. That being said, there are a few sentences that when I read them I had to stop and appreciate them. So in no particular order here they go: ... It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. ... ..."No ... I just remembered that today's my birthday." I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade. ... ... I have an idea that Gatsby himself didn't believe it would come, and perhaps he no longer cared. If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream. ... ... "I'm thirty," i said. " I'm five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor." ... All in all I'm going to go watch the movie, because I am interested how the screenplay writer/s handled the text of the book, but to me it is not such an epic text that a lot of people are calling it.

" When you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages you've had." "Everyone suspects himself at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine: I am one of the few honest people o have ever known."

An epic in the English language and a tale of intrigue I'll obviously express my full views on this on my website but in short: The Great Gatsby is a novel everyone should have heard the name of. If not for the novel itself then the Leonardo Di Caprio film reimagining. The story tells of the mysteries of one man from the point of view of another. There are some intriguing characters and some wonderfully written prose. It's a treat on the ears, though I'd argue it falls a tad short on the storytelling.

I honestly don't know how can I rate this book. It annoyed me so much it gave me a headache. I get it is beautifully written, but the characters made me want to seriously injure them. What a bunch of whiny, shallow characters. Maybe it was a revelation at the time, but now it just talks about the stupidness we can see everyday in people who think marriage is a game for their own amusement.

I really wish Fitzgerald had written a Jordan Baker spin-off sequel; clearly, there's a mysterious depth hidden beneath her skin. Ideally it would feature some frosty dates with Nick in hotel parlours, richly plated in impersonal art deco (the hotel's, that is). Their words would carome passed each other like struck golf balls, disappearing into the dark recesses beneath vanishing velvet curtains. Whole pages would be dedicated to Nick's brooding internal monologue, emerging as not so many pointless observations, like the abrupt scratch on vinyl as the record ends. The tone would be Nabokovian. The epilogue lighthearted. In summary: was Daisy even in this book? I barely recall. Gatsby's anxiety was not endearing. The dinner party with the mistress claims the most memorability. Nick's principle of disengagement makes for b-o-ring protagonism. Wonderfully written.