Jerz: Am Lit II (EL 267): Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Ugh. Second time going through this one.
The thing, in my opinion, about Fitzgerald's writing style, is that is works in small doses, as read in Bernice Bobs Her Hair. As a novel, there is little substance. It seems like Fitzgerald is just stalling and wasting time... sure, in any reading you have to have description and whatnot, and you're not supposed to get to the point very fast, but damn. Slow.
And I also like saying T. J. Eckleburg. Eckleburg Eckleburg Eckleburg.
Fitzgerald paints his usual picture of the era, but the characters, I'm assuming, are to override the scenery. Whenever I read this I imagine everything in grays or pale colors, while the characters are in full color. And the events reflect that too, but for the life of me I can't remember some instances of that...