I really suppose that I have a lot of luck with “ The Great Gatsby ”, which in my particular opinion, I still prefer to restate as “ Great Gatsby ” rather than “ The Great Gatsby ”. I set up out about “ The Great Gatsby ” purely by accident when it was mentioned in confluence with J.D.’s “ The Catch in the Rye ”. Salinger in" Norwegian Wood" by Haruki Murakami. still, after numerous times giving up after only a man runners due to ignorance of F. Scott Fitzgerald's jotting style and the elevation of youth, I really read Gatsby seriously. And the reason I say I have a predestined relationship with Gatsby is that as soon as I finished reading it, I incontinently saw the movie of the same name.
Close your eyes, turn the runner, and let your imagination run wild. I advise you to read the book before watching the movie to absorb the chaotic and reeling crazy imagination before being restrained in the imagination of the person who creates the template for a work of art. It was a different world, a world so different that you might say in unbelief that just a century ago.
There was such a world. It was America's" Golden Age", the" Jazz Age" of America age of inconceivable splendor that produced a talented Scott Fitzgerald who wrote a great Gatsby. In 1920, after the chaos of the world when the First World War ended( 1914 – 1918), the United States entered a period of profitable sublimation when it was a creditor to numerous countries sharing in the war. The first world was a prosperous Wall Street with the explosive growth of stocks and fiscal assiduity; assiduity flourished. inescapably, with a great increase in wealth comes a serious moral decline, and as a way to force morality back to where it should be, the US government introduced a law proscribing the trade of prohibition of consumption. which has caused the crime of smuggling goods to follow a strong growth instigation.
The morning of the story is the history of Carraway, a youthful man who gave up his writing gift to run to New York to pursue the ambition of getting rich from stocks and stocks, like numerous other rich intentions. One fine day, he visited his beautiful kinsman Daisy — a woman of brocade silk and a rich hubby. But behind the air of wealth is an unhappy life Daisy's hubby sneaks out with a kittenish woman — the woman of a poor auto repairer at the bottom of society. After meeting Daisy with her family's beautiful friend, Nick Carraway, again, concurrently meets a mysterious" mammoth" named Gatsby — an unconceivable rich man who lives coming door. The tragedy begins there.
The main character of Scott Fitzgerald's collection of stories is, of course, the mysterious giant Gatsby — the ultimate rich man who lives coming to Nick Carraway's house. What I find most intriguing about Gatsby are the contradiction in the character's own personality and testament. On the face, Gatsby could be said to be a deviate with no deficit of plutocrats, wallowing in wealth, play, and debauchery of the high class but also commonplace. It's through this character that Scott Fitzgerald has shown his imagination in landing the psychology of the millions that are running after the" American Dream" of material wealth; constant prepossessions with fame and success; the cult of wealth and power. But nested in vanities, in all-night games brightly lit with lights, bottles of alcohol, which are interdicted, are openly consumed; the endless balls of flamboyant fever and indulgence of those who sounded to have reached the threshold of fame and notoriety at that time, which was a severe deterioration of morality and reason. The part that rose snappily and carried the marker of the upper class at that time only spent night and day in pointless, pretentious, and frivolous entertainments. And at the top, representing all that flashy debauchery, the Great Gatsby every day and night held a wild party of pleasure. For what?