Ahhh The Great Gatsby, how I have avoided reading this book through all of my schooling, until now. Yup, I have gone eleven years of high school and university never having ever read the book. Sure, I watched the movie but never read the book. I just had heard from various friends that it was torture to get through and horrendous so I dragged my feet as I began to read it but soon I realised that it actually wasn’t as bad as many made it out to be.
In fact, I liked it.
Yup, you read that right. I liked the book.
Even more so after hearing the lecture I had on it and realising that it revolutionised narratives as we know it.
Nick Carraway is just a bond salesman who rents a small house in Long Island next to the lavish mansion of Jay Gatsby, who’s at the helm of all of the great parties. But the real story lays in Carraway’s cousin, Daisy, and her relationship of the past with Gatsby. But everyone knows this story. You’ve seen the big flashy movie too, yeah? So I’m not going to bore you with another review of the book.
That would be too mean.
I enjoyed reading Carraway’s point of view and learning about him, but I’m more so interested in the way that Fitzgerald managed to pull off such a ballsy move with changing the way narration was perceived no to mention the descriptions in the novel, can we just take a moment to appreciate those, please?
And that’s all I’ve got to say on the matter because I’m probably the last person to have read The Great Gatsby and maybe one of the few who had to do it under mandatory settings but I got through it and I’m proud.
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