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Miss Hardy looking fly.

The things a little bit of wine can do…

Last night, I dreamt of an apocalyptic burst of tornadoes in Salt Lake City. The first one was miles wide, big and dusty black. I attempted to drive away from it, but I found that no matter what direction I went, I was inexplicably moving into its path. Four more tornadoes spouted from the dark sky. Everything would be destroyed, except me.

When I woke up this morning, the sun didn’t rise. The sky was grey. You could tell it was raining somewhere nearby, but it wasn’t within sight. The air was light and it contained the aroma of a summer storm. It was clean and lively, but it weighed down on the soul, breaking the spirit instead of liberating it. 

Occasionally, the sun would peek out from behind the veil of darkness, warming the bones until the clouds shifted and brought back the oppressive darkness and the sad, gentle winds. And all the while, between the moments of warm and cool, no rain will come. You’ll pray for at least one tender trickle, but no rain will come.

1.) It’s Baz Luhrmann. What did you expect? The screen is going to be bombarded with pomp and color, and it’s going to include a very modern soundtrack. I approve of this because, for starters, the 20’s were all about lavishness and opulence. Luhrmann’s obsession with color and ridiculously over-the-top cinematography do this detail justice. Secondly, who cares if it has a modern soundtrack? He did that with “Romeo + Juliet,” and I enjoyed the anachronistic nature of it because it made it more relatable. If anything, we should be happy that someone is daring to take this story and make it new, interpret it differently, and present it to us in a way that astounds us; a way that makes us realize how relevant the story is after 90+ years.

2.) No film adaptation will ever come even close to the genius of the book. Fitzgerald was too damn talented for his own good, and no director will ever be able to masterfully depict his vision on screen. If I’m not mistaken, one director tried very hard to stay true to the book with Robert Redford and Mia Farrow, and guess what—-IT WAS AWFUL. If you like the original Fitzgerald version most, just read it again.

3.) If your problem lies with the anachronisms, I understand. But in my opinion, historical accuracy is what 1920’s films are for. Either those, or “Midnight in Paris.” Luhrmann has a distinct style that takes precedence over combing over any possible historical fallacies.