“Sign me up for the Jay Gatsby action figure”

By Amanda Festa
I didn’t see Baz Luhrmann’s film adaptation of The Great Gatsby until two weeks after it opened in theatres.  It wasn’t because of sold out tickets or a schedule so busy I just couldn’t find the time.  It was kind of like staring at a green light on a distant dock for years in anticipation of a fated event to take place at a time to be decided.  Like Gatsby, I was setting myself up for failure.  Could it ever be what I wanted it to be?  Or, like Daisy, would it fail to live up to the hype -- not on its own merits, but instead because of my idealistic and admittedly unrealistic ...