Title: The Great Gatsby
Author: F Scott Fitzgerald
Genre: Fiction, A-Z
There is no doubt that F. Scott Fitzgerald had a great mind when it came to writing. I could immediately pick up why this book is so popular with lovers of classic novels and English classes.
However, as much as I’m not really a fan of classics the same stems to modern classics. I unfortunately found this book to be very drab and uninteresting, filled with characters who – no doubt in those days – felt they had problems so bad that every day life couldn’t solve, problems which (in the end) I resorted to calling “Rich People Problems”.
Now to make things a little clearer, I am relatively young, and after having a chat with my mum she said that sometimes certain novels are best enjoyed at an older age, and I definitely don’t dispute that. Perhaps that is this particular case. My mum said how at a young age she tried the Godfather series and had an absolute dislike for it but trying it at an older age she found it was very enjoyable. I’m going to put this novel in that kind of category. Not only do I think that feasibly this is the type of book that I should try pick up again in my later years but I also think it’s one of those books that come back down to the experiences you’ve encountered in your life. Sometimes novels play relevance on your own life skills which is what forms your views and opinions of it.
Don’t get me wrong, the novel was expertly put together with all kinds of meanings and metaphors as though trying to weave together to make a beautiful blanket, but being only in my early twenties, this book just didn’t suit me at all well, scoring a sad and sorry 2/5 stars.
Fingers crossed for the next book!
Until next time, keep turning those pages.