MILWAUKEE – The most remarkable aspect of F. Scott
Fitzgerald’s classic novel “The Great Gatsby” is the quality of its writing.
Memorable metaphors combine with indelible poetic passages. Symbols such as the
green light at the end of Daisy Buchanan’s dock and a billboard boasting
oversized eyes and spectacles are among the most celebrated in American
literature.
But how does one translate poetry and symbolism into cinema? In the case of
Australian director Baz Luhrmann’s “The Great Gatsby,” quite satisfactorily.
Luhrmann (“Moulin Rouge,” “Romeo + Juliet”) co-wrote the “Gatsby” screenplay, in
addition to directing the film, and his script has acceptable facsimiles of most
of the novel’s best lines. (A
movie screenwriter, like a director, needs to affix his own stamp to an
adaptation, after all.) About the only major book line obviously missing is the
one in which Jay Gatsby compares Daisy’s voice to the clinking of coins. As for
symbolism, the green light is shown repeatedly, as it should be, and the
oculist’s billboard –
positioned above yet another key symbol, the hellish Valley of Ashes – is
seen sufficiently, as well.
“Gatsby” is the tale of a rich man’s quest to recapture lost love. That basic
plot is as old as storytelling, but Fitzgerald’s book offers a hero with murky
ethics and a heroine with a wedding ring. The story is laid in the 1920s, that
intriguing era of Prohibition and organized crime, automobile and airplane
emergence, postwar prosperity, liberalization and a burgeoning interest in
sports.
Literary types hold that Fitzgerald’s masterpiece depicts the ’20s
incomparably; touching upon everything mentioned in the preceding sentence,
Luhrmann’s movie makes an estimable attempt to follow suit (although the
decadence and prodigality of its party scenes had rather numbed this viewer by
film’s end).
Leonardo DiCaprio stars as Gatsby. Like his cohorts who play narrator Nick
Carraway (Tobey Maguire) and Tom Buchanan (Joel Edgerton), DiCaprio is a
few years older than his character is supposed to be. DiCaprio’s Gatsby
affects an Eastern accent (perhaps to disguise his agrarian North Dakota roots),
which makes him sound at times like a poor man’s Bobby Kennedy. Accent aside,
DiCaprio successfully negotiates a gamut of emotions and pairs up credibly with
actress Carey Mulligan as Daisy Buchanan.
It is harder to like and empathize with this Gatsby, though, than it was with
Robert Redford, who played the role with more restraint and warmth – and less
naivete – in Jack
Clayton’s 1974 movie. Maguire’s physical resemblance to author Fitzgerald is
probably purposeful, an interesting touch. Maguire is a good fit for Nick,
although his moral reservation about facilitating a Gatsby-Daisy assignation and
his sometime party animal persona just aren’t in keeping with Fitzgerald’s
Carraway.
As Tom, Daisy’s husband and Nick’s Yale schoolmate, Australian actor Edgerton
does a good deal of scowling and growling – appropriate, as it turns out, in
painting the arrogant bully Fitzgerald took pains to create. Thanks to Edgerton,
the viewer will fully understand Fitzgerald’s statement that “there
were men at New Haven who had hated (Tom’s) guts.”
Mulligan, a British actress, is completely believable as an American.
Watching her, one can almost forget Mia Farrow’s brilliant performance as Daisy
two generations ago. The very attractive Mulligan, still in her 20s, is a more
subdued, more schoolgirlish and ultimately more relatable Daisy. Come to think
of it, maybe the line about Daisy’s voice and
money would’ve spoiled all that. Jordan Baker (Elizabeth Debicki), Carraway’s
love interest in the novel, is downplayed in Luhrmann’s film. A head or more
taller than Nick, she’s little more to him than an acquaintance – and little
more than window dressing to the production. Debicki certainly could’ve been
given more to do. Her character is the subject of a laugh-evoking line in a
script that understandably doesn’t have too many such lines. Jordan, says Nick,
was “the most frightening person I’d ever seen, but I enjoyed looking at her.”
Luhrmann, whose wife, Catherine Martin, served “Gatsby” in her customary role
as production designer, has given us a 3-D movie complete with jump cuts and
subtitles, camera panning and zooming, balletic character movements and
inventively incongruous music. The format may be cutting-edge, but the film is
not difficult to follow – at least for a viewer who’s read the book.
“Gatsby,” however, well exceeds the two-hour mark. Shaving, say, 20 minutes of
party footage would’ve only strengthened the overall product.
‘The Great Gatsby’
Starring: Leonardo DiCaprio, Tobey Maguire,
Carey Mulligan, Joel Edgerton
Director: Baz Luhrmann
Running time: 143 minutes
Rating: PG-13
Release date: Friday