The Great Gatsby

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Paperback, 222 pages

English language

Published Nov. 3, 1995 by Scribner Paperback Fiction.

ISBN:: 978-0-684-80152-0
OCLC Number:: 873286449

(13 reviews)

This is the definitive, textually accurate edition of a classic of twentieth-century literature, The Great Gatsby. The story of the fabulously wealthy Jay Gatsby and his love for the beautiful Daisy Buchanan has been acclaimed by generations of readers. But the first edition contained a number of errors resulting from Fitzgerald's extensive revisions and a rushed production schedule. Subsequent printings introduced further departures from the author's words. This edition, based on the Cambridge critical text, restores all the language of Fitzgerald's masterpiece. Drawing on the manuscript and surviving proofs of the novel, along with Fitzgerald's later revisions and corrections, this is the authorized text -- The Great Gatsby as Fitzgerald intended it. --back cover

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Henry reviewed The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

So Happy To Experience It Again!

5 stars

I was (like many) forced to read The Great Gatsby in high school, though I wish I hadn't as I was incapable of truly appreciating it at the time.

As others have mentioned, Fitzgerald's prose is unbelievable. In just a few words he can paint vivid imagery in your mind with layers of depth and analysis to accompany the emotions. The story and characters are beautifully written with a natural complexity that avoids the cliche 'good guys' & 'bad guys' we typically experience.

Just from my perspective alone, I found many themes and interpretations to the story which resonated with me, just to name a few:

Clinging to the past and trying to repeat history expecting a different outcome. Recently this has tied nicely into my romantic life, where I've been noticing some repetition compulsion.
Nick's character in general was someone I found myself heavily relating to, as I feel …

I was (like many) forced to read The Great Gatsby in high school, though I wish I hadn't as I was incapable of truly appreciating it at the time.

Just from my perspective alone, I found many themes and interpretations to the story which resonated with me, just to name a few:

Clinging to the past and trying to repeat history expecting a different outcome. Recently this has tied nicely into my romantic life, where I've been noticing some repetition compulsion.
Nick's character in general was someone I found myself heavily relating to, as I feel I tend to be the listening ear for the many people around me, which puts me in the center of some complicated situations. Many of his thoughts and reservations he keeps to himself about people around him reminds me of how I likewise internalize my judgements towards others but am able and willing to keep the peace. Even with complete strangers it's not uncommon for me to hear 'wow I'm not sure why I shared so much with you'—it's an interesting phenomenon!
Obviously the more commonly discussed themes of Fitzgerald's criticisms of the American Dream
Gatsby (I believe by design) is somewhat of an inspiration—at least to me. Despite being deeply flawed in core areas, I think he's overall an admirable character who is an honest victim of unfortunate circumstances.

And those are just the themes that resonated with me! There are a billion different things to take from this book, and I feel it's probably worth re-reading every few years as I'm sure there's more to get from it as we develop in life and stumble on different issues that resonate with us.

Watching the 2013 movie after finishing the book, I'm a fan.

David Atwell reviewed The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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4 stars

How does one review the Great American Novel™ without sounding like a hipster or a jerk?

First of all, the prose is gorgeous. Some writing you drizzle on your tongue like honey; some you cut into like steak (or maybe like vegetables); some you down like water. Fitzgerald's prose is fired at you like a fire hose, and you don't so much drink it as try not to let it bowl you over. The words individually are refreshing and packed with such meaning, but then on the whole they become an onslaught. An attack even. It's enjoyable in a terrifying way.

It's also unerringly true in that way only fiction can be. Everyone has secrets, everyone has regrets, everyone gets pulled along further than they might wish. By the end there are only one or two really likeable characters. You don't really know what you hope happens anymore.

The novel has one foot dipped in the waters of modern fiction, a world flowing freely from (I'm sure) this book itself and dripping with the shades of gray people; and the other firmly planted in the word choice, idiom, and propriety of the previous generation. Its short length makes its stance for this maneuver quite narrow, showing how little difference there can be between them.

But I don't know how I feel about it at the end, and perhaps that's the brilliance of it: rather than a plot twist, the novel ends with an emotion twist. I don't know how I'd have reacted to this novel if I'd read it as a teen, but I'm sure I'd be insufferable about "the last and greatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an æsthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder."

Despite it all, I think that's what I'm left with at the end of The Great Gatsby: not joy or elation (or even relief or disgust), but wonder at what I just experienced.