Fitzgerald outdid himself in his American classic, The Great Gatsby, a book I thoroughly enjoyed reading. The plot was free-flowing and liberating, without much order, but containing a lot of excitement. Such excitement is seen in the extravagant parties, the ferocious passions for love, and the disastrous drive-by killing. These plot elements bring out the hype held in the ‘20’s, maybe a little too much hype with all the adultery and love scenes. The relationships add a twist to the plot, a twist that evokes pity for the victim, but a reward for the lovers. It’s fascinating to discover who ends up with whom, and who they came from. Some cry, some die, some fly away with someone else’s spouse! The reader cannot predict what’ll happen, but that adds to the thrill of finding out. What caught my eye though was Fitzgerald’s descriptive writing, how clearly and beautifully he conjured up the landscape of the East and West Eggs. From the green lawns freshly cut, to the beaches sitting by the glistening ocean, Fitzgerald paints a colorful image unlike any other author. Even the description of Mr. Jay Gatsby’s property is astounding and elaborate, from the “Marie Antionette music-rooms,” to the “bedrooms swathed in rose and lavender silk.” The plot could consist of a circus show full of dancing elephants, the fantastic description used by Fitzgerald would still attract my attention and fill me with interest. His colorful, lively plot only enhances the brilliance of his imaginative settings. For this reason, I recommend this novel to any avid reader. It’s a short book, but swelling with outstanding exposition that only Fitzgerald can magnify.
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