Roaring Twenties

The Roaring Twenties......


I have always had a thing for the 1920's. The clothes, cars, music, speak-easys and gangsters. I had thought it such a romantic time, and it all started when I saw Mia Farrow and Robert Redford in The Great Gatsby. I was 13...everything was romantic back then.

I didn't understand the story of the star-crossed lovers then, nor when I had to read the book my senior year in high school. Mr. Fitzgerald wrote funny words that my 17 year old mind could not comprehend. 

Many, many years have passed since then. With the remake coming out this weekend I decided to read the book again. To say I was floored by the style and voice of the man would be an understatement. The world I pictured as a 13 year old is vastly different from the world he painted in his book. To be so rich and glamorous was beyond my wildest teenage fantasies.....But that was Hollywood.....The book painted a far more heart breaking world...

I wanted to hug and hit Daisy Buchanan more then once. I wanted to shake the shit out of a clueless Gatsby as well as hold him close and tell him he could do better. I felt at different times I was apart of this world, yet so far removed...

Maybe I romanticize the twenties because they were a time of great independence for the young people. Especially women. But at the end of the day all anyone wanted was to be loved and respected.

I can not wait for this new rendition to come out this weekend. I am a huge fan of Baz's movies. They are over the top and exciting but never fail to make me cry at the end. 

For a moment in time I want to be Daisy Buchanan and have the undying love of Gatsby who sold his soul to the devil for her......

But only for a moment.......


To you Old Sport......