Daily Trailer: The Great Gatsby Sparkles with Luhrmann’s Style
When Baz Luhrmann makes a new film we can’t help but pay attention. After all there are few who sport as a distinctive style. Synthetic to a point of Brechtism, wildly post-modern in choice of music, his films feel like collages, cut and pasted together from glossy magazines, yet they tell of some truth, of sublime romances, of living in the twenty-first century. So when word got out that Luhrmann was to be reunited with Leonardo DiCaprio for the tale of The Great Gatsby we were excited. That his lady would be played by the ever astounding Carey Mulligan thrilled us. And then there’s Tobey Maguire. We don’t know how we feel about that.
But without further ado, let’s see the trailer for The Great Gatsby.
The marks of Luhrmann are all there to make sure you will not mistake this film as the work of someone, anyone, else. The glitter, the eye-popping colours, the fireworks and then more fireworks. The impossible romance, the clash of period costumes with Jack White screaming Love is Blindness! This is not The Great Gatsby you read in school. This is the version you wanted to rent but couldn’t.
DiCaprio looks like he was born to play this role and his exchanges with Mulligan are beautiful. Maguire we can’t be sure about yet. What we know is we’re in for a visual treat. We are in for a love story, Baz Luhrmann style. And there’s nothing quite like it.
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Visually it’s absolutely stunning, everything else is in wait and see mode.
This is certainly not what I expected. It is certainly exciting. However, stunning visual effects alone cannot carry a film through, its a shame that recently so many films emphasize amazing visions at the expense of great acting and interesting plots (‘Dark Shadows’).
I’m a little ambivalent about this movie. Yes, I enjoy the director’s style and how he’s stayed true to it, but at the same time, I can’t help wondering if that’s the style that The Great Gatsby calls for.
Would the movie muddle the classic message of the novel beneath its flashiness?