Review: 'The Great Gatsby' Is Too Rich and Too Thin
There’s a scene early in The Great Gatsby, Baz Luhrmann’s adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s classic eighth-grade required reading, in which Nick Carraway, played by a familiarly wide-eyed Tobey Maguire, sees a car full of black dandies and flappers. They’re sipping Moët and dancing wildly to Jay-Z’s Izzo (the movie, set in 1922, has a modern soundtrack); the camera slows down and lingers lovingly on the champagne bottle labels as Jay-Z raps nonsense like “Fo’ shizzle my nizzle.” Is Luhrmann commenting on the racial politics of the Jazz Age? Is he somehow connecting expensive alcohol to greed? Does he just really like the song?
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