The Great Gatsby movie was extravagant and I treasured every second of it. Movies have always been superior to books, throughout my experience, since I loathe the entirety of reading. In this case, both the book and the movie were enjoyable. The plot revolving around the fabulous parties and immorality of criminal activity almost spoke to me. The director and actors accurately portrayed the magnificence of the 1920’s and the “Jazz Age.” Not to mention the gorgeous, eye-numbing physical appearances of the actors and actresses; Both Leonardo DiCaprio and Tobey Macguire were capable of making any female swoon and lose consciousness throughout the entire movie. The actors also played the character’s personality traits precisely as described in the novel. The love Gatsby’s character had for Daisy and the bewilderment Nick Carraway experienced on screen are only a few examples of feelings and emotions that were practically palpable. Although some scenes in the book were altered or completely removed from the movie, the film still preserved its initial scheme and main idea. For example, at the end Nick was the single person to attend Gatsby’s unfortunate funeral, whereas in the novel, two other guests: Henry C. Gatz and Owl Eyes also graced Jay with their presence. Overall, both the novel and film were magnificent from beginning to end. It made me want to experience the luxurious, foolishly fun tragedy alongside the characters.
