Can we delete Mia's scenes and stick only with Robert Redford and Sam Waterston? AND WAIT A MINUTE, Scott Wilson! So fucking cute! I love the story but Mia is a miss hit as Daisy. And why the fuck is every man in this movie so sweaty? And, just saying... I hate Tom and Daisy so much. Die, you fucking bastards, die!
paleta de colores claros azul y blancos los encuadres son variados muchos planos largos y medios y alguno que otro planos detalle los movimientos de la cámara son fijos y con cortes contante mi opinión de la película es muy buena . me gusto como es que se manejo la historia y como es que los mismos personajes te van introduciendo a la historia. al final te termina enganchando con el protagonista al extrañarlo.
2 1/2 out of 5 stars. There's very little that's as irksome as when two gorgeous people have no chemistry together. The cast was either dull or annoying and the running time was too long for what was delivered. Maybe Baz Luhrmann's version kind of ruined this more sedate version for me but god, this was dull. A great case for how badly Luhrmann's version was needed.
I am paying every month for this membership and almost every time I want to watch a film that I like it is not available. For example The Great Gatsby by Clayton in 1974. So what's the point to continue paying MUBI? I hope you people from MUBI could give an answer. Georgina
Fair adaptation of the Fitzgerald classic by screenwriter Coppola and director Clayton marred by a bland Gatsby by Robert Redford and a truly miscast Mia Farrow as Daisy. The lack of anything even suggesting passion between the two sinks the film despite its supporting players, set design and Oscar winning costumes. Waterston quite good in the lifeless narrator role. Hoping for greatness in the Luhrmann version.
the director really focused on putting on the screen a precise and involving portrait of the roaring twenties, and in that way, the movie might fulfil the spectator's expectations. it's a movie of no contents though. Daisy's nothing but a spoilt, frivolous woman, it's even hard bear her shrill voice. I could perceive not even the shadow of the great love that lead Gatsby to his tragic, but yet overwhelming, end.
Listless adaptation falling somewhat short of Fitzgerald's first person prose amid a gauzy recreation of a jazz age seemingly permanently danced to The Charleston. The strongest moments remind one more of Steinbeck or Williams, but this is scant recommendation for a lovingly assembled parade of period chintz. Redford is stolid and Farrow hysterical, leaving Waterstone and Chiles to achieve the required air.
The laconic style and gauzy photography capture the era very well. Lois Chiles is the definitive Jordan Baker, and Dern and Farrow make for a contemptable pair (as Fitzgerald intended). The pace and Redford's boring performance kill it for most people, but I've always adored this film.