I was Brooks Brother faithful before, but now I may never go anywhere else!
Until this thread started, I never knew there was so much hate for Moulin Rouge! When it first came out, I was a little young for it, so my friends and I didn't get around to watching it until last Summer, and we loved it. But hey, to each his own.
Regardless, that Gatsby trailer (which I've seen well over two dozen times) just gives me a chill with every successive viewing. Saw it for the first time in a cinema the other day where it ran before Men In Black III, and as good as my home stereo is, seeing and hearing it with the pounding, tight speakers of a real auditorium brought it to a whole new level.
Not everybody here hates Moulin Rouge! I think it's great fun, while totally ahistorical and absurd. Entertaining trash.
Now Luhrmann's Australia, which really wants to be taken seriously as a historical epic, I think is far more embarrassing junk.
Buchanan turns out to be a racist, who cheats on his wife and knocks his girlfriend around.
Daisy is an airhead who first falls in love with Gatsby, as soon as he is out of sight falls in love with Buchanan, until she gets a letter from Gatsby, when she falls back in love with him, but marries Buchanan anyway, then falls in love with Gatsby again, until she gets in a jam and runs back to Buchanan.
They both have a habit of getting into jams and skipping town, leaving someone else to take the heat and clean up the mess they made.
Their friend Jordan Baker isn't much better. She cheats at golf, and is another careless spoiled brat who lies and uses people.
The mysterious Gatsby turns out to be a cheap four flusher, cat's paw of Wolfsheim the gambler and fixer. His mansion is rented, his parties full of B list celebrities and gate crashers, and by the end of the summer he is broke and depending on a scheme involving stolen bonds to recoup his fortune.
But Gatsby is redeemed by his love for Daisy. He dedicated his life to building himself into a Platonic ideal of the rich sophisticate. It wasn't much of a dream, the kind a hick teenager would dream up if he read too many cheap novels but it was his dream and he never deviated from it even though, in the end, it killed him.
That is what Nick Carraway was talking about when he said to Gatsby, "you are worth all the rest of them put together".
Last edited by Stanley Doble; 07-01-2012 at 07:07 PM.
The character of Wolfsheim is based on Arnold Rothstein the gambler and gangster who actually did fix the World Series in 1919 (or so it was said). He is emphatically American, the prototype of the Jewish American gangster.
Why would they hire Bachcham? Couldn't they get Justin Beiber? (sarcasm)
And what is with the beard? Show me one bearded gangster from the twenties, either in real life or the movies.