To go into Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby expecting the definitive adaptation of F Scott
Fitzgerald’s iconic American novel, is to set yourself up for a fall, a tumble
short of your dreams, to paraphrase a line from the book itself. And that’s not
because it is a bad adaptation, per se, but because there simply never will be
a definitive Great Gatsby film. It’s far too complex and brilliant a
story for that. It’s also, like all novels, open to interpretation, and
different people see different things in it.
Gatsby
is
a story told through the eyes of a young man named Nick Carraway (Tobey
Maguire), cousin of the glamorous, beautiful and filthy rich Daisy Buchanan
(Carey Mulligan). After visiting her and her husband, Tom (Joel Edgerton) as
well as the stylish sportswoman Jordan Baker (Elizabeth Debicki), Nick finds
himself invited to one of the legendary parties of his mysterious neighbour,
Jay Gatsby (Leonardo DiCaprio). Increasingly fascinated by his wealthy,
enigmatic new friend, Nick uncovers, and is drafted in to help rekindle, a lost
love affair between Daisy and Gatsby, one which was over before it really had
the chance to get started. Whilst Daisy has been married to a wealthy but
adulterous husband who dashes off with mechanic’s wife Myrtle Wilson (Isla
Fisher) in semi-secret every five minutes, Gatsby has been yearning for her,
building up an empire just to impress her, to make her believe he has grown
beyond his initially limited means and can now be a worthy suitor for her. But has he built his hopes on solid ground?
With gorgeous, sensuous cinematography and a level
of pacing perfectly matched to the original texts’ novella status, Lurhmann’s
adaptation has a beautifully dreamlike feel to it. Despite being so camp and outlandish
it remains remarkably true to the novel, giving just the right amount of focus to each subplot, and adding in only the framework of Nick’s
visits to a psychiatrist- an addition which actually works rather well. The hip
hop soundtrack so many condemned only adds to the trance like state the film
instils, and even in the apparently archaic 2D in which I watched it the party
scenes were so convincingly dizzying as to make you feel drunk. The novel’s key
set pieces are served justice too, resonating long after the camera has moved
on. The first meeting of Nick with Daisy and Jordan is particularly well
carried off, as is The Valley of Ashes and the image of Gatsby standing on the edge of his pier,
reaching out for the green light which means so much both to the plot of the
novel and American Literature as a whole. I could go on, but I shall, with some difficulty, restrain myself.
The casting is equally well judged, with Tobey
Maguire presenting a convincing portrayal of Nick the unreliable narrator, by definition
an infamously difficult character to pin down. Isla Fisher sparkles as Myrtle
the temptress. All brash colours and
hammed up accent, she is every bit the contrast to Carey Mulligan’s floaty
Daisy. Mulligan’s performance is in equal parts striking and understated, as
she seems to revel in both the selfish nature of her character as well as
feelings of vulnerability and entrapment. We feel everything we’re supposed to
feel about Daisy, at the points were supposed to feel it in her portrayal’s
capable hands. Joel Edgerton gives a surprisingly captivating performance as
the unsympathetic Tom, capturing both the insecurities of the character as well
as his all-consuming arrogance. Elizabeth
Debicki is also suitably slinky as the tricksy Jordan Baker, looking every inch
the jazz kitten and giving off just the right sense of aloof detachment.
No consideration of this adaptation, this film and
indeed this novel would be complete, however, without a proper look at its
principal character, and in fact I’m ashamed I’ve left it until this point in
my review. Tragic, hopeful, totally ridiculous and yet seductively mysterious,
Jay Gatsby is the glue holding it all together. Fortunate, then, that DiCaprio
is made of such strong stuff- because he really is outstanding. He brings a softness
to the role missing from Robert Redford’s version, capturing the humour in some
of his character’s actions, as well as heightening the tragedy- no mean feat. He brings Gatsby’s “extraordinary gift for
hope” right up to the surface, and is incredibly likeable whilst he’s at it. He
also looks 100% the part. In fact, when he utters the immortal words “I’m Jay
Gatsby”, we cannot help but answer “yes, you are”.
With the exception of its rushed and inaccurate treatment
of a certain scene I won’t mention for spoiler reasons , this beautiful,
sensuous film really hammers home the tragedy of Gatsby’s story, and introduces
a whole new level of understanding, via his story’s effect on Nick. All great
adaptations should achieve this in one way or another, and Baz Luhrmann’s
achieves it in several. Not only that, but it gives us Leonardo DiCaprio in a
role he was most probably always supposed to play.
We may not have found our definitive The Great Gatsby, but, thanks to
Luhrmann, we’ve found our definitive James Gatz.
**** & 1/2
Jen
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