"I hope she’ll be a fool-that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool."
— The Great Gatsby (via a-l-i-c-e-in-wonderland)
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The Great Gatsby
I just left the cinema and I have to say… I had never felt this way about a film before, sure, I’ve cried, I’ve had phrases touch my heart, had acting, design and creativity amaze my talentless self. But I have never watched a film and felt such a bitterly cold and burning hot knife of raw emotion plunged into my heart and twisted with loving care as the plot unfolds before my eyes. I had never truly loved a film, a character, or felt them capture so perfectly the joy and misery that Leonardo DiCaprio managed in this film.
I’ve never read the book, never seen the original film… But I felt every phrase uttered in The Great Gatsby vibrate in my chest, moving from my lungs, to my heart and get stuck in my throat. the scenes amazed me, the colours melted in my eyes and the acting baffled me.
I loved the whole thing, from start to end but I think I loved Gatsby more because he was the reason every other beautiful thing in there existed, I have never loved a character as much as I love Jay Gatsby, not Kvothe, not The Doctor, not Han Solo, or Harry, or Dantes, or Poirrot, or Haru or anyone. I think I fell in love with Leonardo DiCaprios version of him, the character he portrayed, the love he put in his eyes, the smile he gave him, the dedication, the sudden changes and his obsecion.
That being said I might love the book even more, you never know, books tend to surprise me and take me further away than films do.
If you haven’t seen it I highly recommend it, it’s not one of those films that makes you cry your eyes out leaving you tired and miserable. It’s the kind of movie, the kind of book, the kind of acting that makes you shed one tear at the very end, as the green light goes out, as you feel the characters fade away and yourself return to reality, loving every second, hoping it had never ended but satisfied with how it did, somehow.
That’s my take on it anyway… I feel a bit embarrassed at the description, but it’s my blog and I think I have the fuckin right to be as dramatic as I want here.
I loved the film, it’s a fucking good film
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