I have a glorious four day weekend to look forward to, so I’m kicking things off in style with a viewing of the 1974 movie remake of the Great Gatsby. This film is generally regarded as utter shit and I’m afraid to say I sort of agree.
As a dedicated Fitzgerald nut, it’s a little painful to watch. The acting is as wooden as the Armada and although Francis Ford Coppola’s script is unfailingly faithful to the book, the film still falls flat. It’s cornily melodramatic in all the wrong places and Mia Farrow in particular is a true disappointment. Like, she can’t deliver a line to save her life. I don’t know if there’s perhaps something wrong with her? I quite like Sam Waterston as Nick though, he does a lovely job and Robert Redford is alright at Gatsby although his eyes scare me.
However… Since when has a film being shit got in the way of me enjoying it? I revel in awful movies and when they look as beautiful as this, who can complain really? You know how vintage shops are full of 1980s does 1950s dresses from C&A? They look the part but on closer inspection the print is all wrong and the bodice isn’t cut right? Well this is a severe case of 1970s does 20s. I mean obviously that’s technically what it is, but for a 1920s geek such as myself there are some really cheesy embarrassing bits – powdery coral lipstick and plastic earrings… Mmm, is this a 1970s fancy dress party? Everyone in sequined headbands and bobs, even if they’re pensioners? Polyester suits? Hmm.
Still, nothing wrong with a little 20s pastiche and it who can blame them for getting carried away with the fancy dress? It’s gloriously OTT and even if it does have that 70s Vaseline lens thing going on, I can’t get enough of it.
Perfect day off viewing and now… on to the screencaps. Pic heavy, so much so I used a cut. Read on, enjoy and don’t forget to click for bigger pictures which will help you see some of the great details.
Here we go with a scene-setting party. Look at those Charleston legs in action!
Here’s poor Myrtle Wilson in her fancy party frock, shortly before dastardly Tom knocks her around. Boo hiss, I hate you Tom.
This is Myrtle’s sister Catherine. In the book she’s a typical flapper and I love how they chose to costume her in a bit of an exotica outfit with all the bangles and embroidery.
Keep reading to see a hell of a lot more pictures…