The image of the green light still lingers on my mind. Great Gatsby is a novel that is so fresh and exhilarating- a man caught between a world of dream and reality. The reality is too much for him. His ambitions are squandered for Daisy. The American Dream, the hullabaloo surrounding it is mocked with dexterity.The vanity of the rich and the affluent- the gilts and glamour all succumbs under reality. Only the real, true human experience remains when all the vain covering flies off.
This mysterious Jay Gatsby is a millionaire, and nobody knows how he got all the money. But only in the end we realise, he is bootlegger. But finally fate plays its role*spoiler alert* he is shot.
The writing of course brilliant. A prose so crisp, and measured, it is almost taste-able. I wouldn’t go so far as to tell that this novel is the great American Novel. But still it is a masterpiece. It is almost perfect- the author of course did not live to see this day. RIP Scott, your book is greatly praised these days. Anyway a brilliant read, and I recommend this book to anyone who is interested in the Jazz age, and of course in the pure pleasure of reading good writing.
And here’s a taste of his prose:
“Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter–tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther…. And one fine morning—- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
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