Why Do We Keep Reading the Great Gatsby?
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From the article:
> That’s a question to think about as you start to read this thing, whether for the first or fifty-first time. Daisy is this man’s objective, but she’s the wrong fantasy. It was never her he wanted. Not really. It was America. One that’s never existed. Just a movie of it. America.
My reading is the exact opposite. He falls deeply in love as a young man, cannot correctly frame this infatuation with Daisy, and spend his entire life in trying to win her back. The wealth was a means to an end. Rather than being purposeful about his love for her, he goes about it in an almost timeless fashion. Gatzby makes himself visible in the largest way he can, stretching out into the world, without actually directly aiming for her. Hence all the parties, so eventually Daisy must get caught up in his orbit, just by the sheer enormity of his presence. It was _exactly_ her he wanted, and the mansion across the water, the sports cars, were the elaborate mechanisms to get her. Not "america" or whatever. The ambiguity is if she truly loved him, or if Daisy just got caught up by the sheer gravitational pull of it all.
It's happened to be set in the roaring 20s because that's when the book was written, the self-made man was already a trope in american literature, as was the excess of the nouveau riche. It's a book - quite simply - about (mostly) unrequited love, and the length men equate achievement with desirability.
The story is thin, the underlying themes are a bit richer, but it is the style that is extraordinary. I have highlighted many, many sentences just for their delightful form, rich descriptiveness and poignant observational value.
Other than that, the place in time and bottled up description of the roaring 20s are other reasons people keep referring to it.
“Intermittently she caught the gist of his sentences and supplied the rest from her subconscious, as one picks up the striking of a clock in the middle with only the rhythm of the first uncounted strokes lingering in the mind.”
That was a favourite sentence.
I'm sort of neutral about The Great Gatsby. It's not my favorite but I think it's become a popular testament to its era. Because that era in many ways is the dawning of our own, it has special relevance.
Evocative, overwrought, comically bad in hindsight—in a book about the 1920s.
Surprises me, as Fitzgerald has about the least monotonous prose of any author I've read. It's about as varied as Vonnegut, to me.
I don't really know what it means to read visually, but I read about of a quarter of Tender is the Night out loud to myself, which would be 'audio reading', if anything.
I had always thought the American Dream was rising from a lower class to have a humble house, a few children, a stable Mon-Fri job, and some basic comforts.
Where did the idea that the American Dream is about riches come from?
Note that I'm not saying the American Dream is unique. I just never heard that it somehow was tied to getting rich.
More generally I’d argue that the American dream is that we made a country with greater social mobility than any other. That from any start, through hard work and intelligence you could become either middle class or rich according to your will. That the only thing holding you back would be your ability to capitalize on opportunities.
It is of course, a dream that was either never true or has ended. It is demonstrably false that the US has greater social mobility than many of our contemporary first world countries. While there is still opportunity here, and social mobility is far from impossible, the rich get richer and the poor stay poor is probably closer to the truth of modern America than the American dream of a fully socially mobile society.
Such a thing has never existed and never will. There's not much space at the top.
>demonstrably false
Then demonstrate it. And don't use spurious derived measures like some abstract social mobility index, argue an actual case. The US is still the place where you move to if you want to truly make it big in life, even if you've got lottery odds of success. I say this as a resident of a fairly well off European country.
Have doubts if you can understand it all in high school, but for 20-30+ people it's great book and shows perfectly what happened if you are obsessed with your dreams.
Gatsby isn’t simply a wild dreamer, he has a very specific dream, a dream that is wrapped up in the individualistic American dream and its tension with class. He’s also not living in an illusion, it’s repeatedly noted that he’s chasing the past (which he had with Daisy), but fatally cannot catch it because he needs something he had to have owned before he was even born. Nobility.
Gatsby is an enormously capable and wonderful person. He is both ridiculously resourceful, and interpersonally treasured. He falls in love with a rich young woman, Daisy, who herself is interpersonally treasured but also whose wealth is an inevitable draw on the dirt poor Gatsby.
Against all odds, Gatsby rises through American life to be possibly even richer than Tom Buchanan, the old-money rich man Daisy marries. Despite Gatsby’s accomplishments and abilities, he is still unable to wrest back Daisy from her old money life, highlighting the distance between them that was always class-based and foundational, a distance that would had wrecked their relationship even if Gatsby had never gone to war and left Daisy. The old-money Daisy and Tom “were careless people”, notes Nick the narrator. Gatsby’s fatal flaw was how much he cared about and believed in the American Dream and those who supposedly occupied it. He cared and did everything right, but they didn’t care that he did, because the American Dream means nothing to the upper-class. Climb it, against all odds, and they’ll still sneer, or in Daisy’s case be too weak to abandon the security of class.
I don’t think you should read The Great Gatsby for it’s moral message about living in an illusion. It’s a story about the American Dream and it’s conflict with class.
Having written that out stream of consciousness style, I’ve gone to check the Wikipedia and under Analysis the top two subheadings are “The American Dream” and “Class Permanence” so I think I have picked up what Fitzgerald was putting down, more or less.
I initially loved The Great Gatsby because Fitzgerald writes beautiful sentences, and because Gatsby had a Randian hero quality to him. But after a while the political and gender commentary has become equally as valued.
I never had to read it in high school, but as school reading goes, I bet I would have loathed it.
I had to read _Catcher In The Rye_ and yeah, did not like it.
Even when the author addresses the title of the article itself ("So again: Why this book—for ninety-six years, over and over?") he goes back to meandering.
It seems like the author is trying to say something between "we read it because it's like watching celebrity drama and awful people are fun to watch" or "we read it because it's the American Dream" or "something along those lines, but again, it meanders so badly between unrelated (probably true, or at least opinion) statement to other (probably true, or at least opinion) statement where it ultimately ends up going nowhere.
An example of performativity, from the book but not mentioned in the article—Gatsby’s house has bookshelves filled with books, presumably never read, only there for decoration. Gatsby is performing the part of being rich. Since Americans do not have nobility, we take our performance cues (how to act upper class) by imitating Europeans. It’s a hundred years later and we still imitate Europeans and ape European culture when we want to pretend to be rich and upper-class.
Well, the theory of that field can start with a statement, observation, claim such as
"It’s a hundred years later and we still imitate Europeans and ape European culture when we want to pretend to be rich and upper-class."
I can believe that some or much of that is true! E.g., way back there when I wanted to learn to cook so I could serve something good to guests, I went for European cooking, sure, especially French cooking. Much of that cooking is still like the first class dinner scene from the movie Titanic! Even now, I'd like to serve guests something from Vienna coffee house cakes -- some of which look spectacular, even if actually they don't taste better than good American apple pie, warm, with good vanilla ice cream!
So, the statement seems clear enough, might seem like good insight, maybe it's obviously true, etc. Still, it turns out, it is usually not easy actually to validate such a statement just from data, e.g., survey data, and associated statistics. More generally, literature, i.e., belle lettre, is awash in statements that maybe one would like to validate with data and statistics as sociology science but which in practice is tough to do.
But for belle lettre, there is a way out!
First, f'get about asking if the statement is true in some scientific or statistical sense.
Second, instead, call the statement art as in the definition "the communication, interpretation of human experience, emotion". Then look at the statement as an example of such "communication, interpretation", that is, just see if the statement does communicate some emotions, impressions, feelings, beliefs, behaviors, suspicions, etc. of some people, maybe even some strange people with no attempt to consider average, most, or all people.
First, then with a lot of such examples of belle lettre, can accumulate a catalog of possibilities for people, call it a collection of Bayesian statistics priors, as first cut guesses when meet a new person.
Second, if some of those claims, etc., from literature seem to describe ones self, then can start to believe that are not alone, not the Lone Ranger, not a total anomaly different from everyone else.
Uh, I wish my various literature teachers, at least one of them, would have made those points to me!
Ahem... :) "Apple pie was brought to the colonies by the English, the Dutch, and the Swedes during the 17th and 18th centuries." https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple_pie
This is the high brow version of a 4chan post - its only purpose is to show how clever the author is, and to make the reader feel clever for being in on it.
Your comment is written in what's becoming a new modern 'style' in which the author rejects the notion that there can be anything smart besides what they're familiar with, and assumes that if they don't get it, then there must be nothing there to get—so anybody who claims to have gotten something from it must therefore be following some cargo cult.
> Be kind. Don't be snarky. Have curious conversation; don't cross-examine. Please don't fulminate. Please don't sneer, including at the rest of the community.
> Comments should get more thoughtful and substantive, not less, as a topic gets more divisive.
In short - I didn't say the things you're implying I do, and your comment comes off as bad faith posturing.
>Daisy is this man’s objective, but she’s the wrong fantasy. It was never her he wanted. Not really. It was America.
Trouble is, the reviewer is dead wrong on Gatsby's psychology. Gatsby, like the protagonist of Tender, and various characters from his short stories, is a working-out of the central tragedy of Fitzgerald's own life, his failure to find a soul-mate. This is hinted at in Hemingway's Moveable Feast, and laid out fairly plainly in some of his letters.
Gatsby in particular fails because he fixes his desire on an unworthy object, who does not return his love. With mirror symmetry, Gatsby himself is unworthy of the love of a decent woman, being a grifter. The dramatic resolution can only be death for Gatsby.
Even if you like reading, the experience of being forced to read some particular book can make it feel like the book itself has wronged you.
I recommend giving it a read. And if you can’t, I guess watch the movie: https://youtu.be/rARN6agiW7o of course the movie gets a lot of it wrong, with its choice of music and all, but at least it’s got interesting Baz Luhrmann choreography.
I also read "On the road" far too late in life, and it just didn't work for me.
At the same period of time I also read Catcher in the Rye and loved it. Not sure if I would feel the same about it today. And maybe Gatsby would have grown on me now. But I'm not gonna try again, so much other good stuff to read.
Art is subjective, and in the same vein that the parent is saying your perception can be stained by your own negative memories of the time, I’d say it would also depend on how much of your own life you can relate to the story. I liked Gatsby, not as much as others, but I enjoyed the read.
As an anecdote - one of my favourite films is Contact. I can watch it and know it’s far from being objectively the greatest film ever made. It’s clearly not Oscar-worthy. Even so, the subject matter is something I’m so fascinated by that I watch that film at least once a year and I’m still enthralled by it.
A friend of mine studied jazz and is a great musician, and so I've come to appreciate it a bit more, but only conceptually. I still can't listen to it, for some reason.
I did learn some things and some books were memorable but I think I actually enjoyed about 2-3 books of that time.
The one exception was The Chosen. That book was just awesome.
There are works that I genuinely enjoy, like Anthem by Ayn Rand, even though it's moralistic propaganda.
I supposed I could reread the work again to see how I feel about it, but there are million of other works I could read.
Novel writing isn't a completely subjective endeavour.
It's clearly well written, but I just couldn't bring myself to give a damn about any single character throughout.
That's okay—neither could they.
Honestly, my only real complaint is the audio levels of the various guests. It seems like they're not normalized(?) enough so the audio goes from loud to very quiet.
But I can definitely recommend going through the backlog of this podcast. Great stuff.
This performance of an analysis strikes me as trying to be too meta-cute to take seriously. Maybe the author was practicing writing from the viewpoint of Holden Caulfield.
If you talk about the themes of the book in a supportive way you're certain to get better grades. Don't just recap what you've read, endorse what they are trying to teach you and you'll be a much more successful English student.
It's very much about understanding the themes not just recapping what you read. But there was no propagandization involved. Mein Kampf was a summer reading choice although I think I ended up reading Grapes of Wrath.
They both have connections to the criminal underground, they both anger the husband of their love causing death.
Not exact duplicates by any means, but the similarities are there.
Besides that, there's more to those books than the main plot. I always assumed that TGG is this well regarded because of themes it handles and how they're presented by the story of Gatsby. The same goes for The Count of Monte Cristo. I find them to be too different to call on even a version of the other, let alone a crappy one.
The piece seems to equate capitalism with materialism. But the former is an economic system; the latter a universal human flaw.
Winning material wealth doesn't win love or happiness. Living in a country with a few socialist policies doesn't magically make you immune from falling into that trap.
https://www.wikiwand.com/en/Materialism
How is materialism a universal human flaw? From context I would assume you mean greed.
I think of greed as self-defeating. Letting your bet ride on the blackjack table, or believing a conman in hopes of a get-rich-quick scheme.
What I was trying to express when I said "materialism" is the idea that money is the solution to any problem, and that everyone else values money as much as you do.
excessively concerned with material possessions; money-oriented.
You assume the piece seeks to make an argument, or even a statement, as opposed to making vague references to popular/twitter sentiment.
It’s a trash book but material to teach books takes a lot of time and effort to conjure up and honestly not worth it unless there’s a clearly better successor to replace the book with.