You can't keep something with that much quality, with that much appeal, down. It's just a matter of time.

I have long appreciated Fitzgerald's novel as a commentary on the limits of the American Dream that we all hold sacred. Dreams and fantasies, the pursuit of wealth and fame and success--these vanities have been lifted to the highest levels of respect and hope and yearning over the past century.

The most important thing is to appreciate that a film and book can never be completely alike, and that despite its slight shortcomings in that regard, The Great Gatsby is a beautifully made film and accomplishes something new with an American classic.

Baz Luhrmann's The Great Gatsby, adapted from F. Scott Fitzgerald's literary classic, takes place in the summer of 1922, in an era of debauchery and decadence. These hotels evoke images of Gatsby's seductive revelries.

The "crazy" Zelda that has emerged in our popular imagination is as much Scott's making as The Great Gatsby itself. This is, in and of itself, part of the F. Scott legacy. His work depended on Zelda's silence.

Baz Luhrmann's film adaption of F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby has ignited a revival of interest in all things Art Deco.