Crossing the porch where we had dined that June night three months before, I came to a small rectangle of light which I guessed was the pantry window. The blind was drawn, but I found a rift at the sill.
Daisy and Tom were sitting opposite each other at the kitchen table, with a plate of cold fried chicken between them and two bottles of ale.
He was talking intently across the table at her, and in his earnestness his hand had fallen upon and covered her own. Once in a while she looked up at him and nodded in agreement.
-The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Great Gatsby movie, starring Leonardo Dicaprio (yes, he was my childhood crush thanks to Titanic) and directed by Baz Luhrmann, has taken yonks to get here.
When it was announced it would be out in cinemas end of last year, the whole world went into a big who ha.
Now when all the kafuffle is over, it’s finally decided to show its face (almost half a year later then planned, I might add). Now that we’ve got the 1920’s thing out of our system, it’ll be curious to see how we react to the movie. Another round of 1920’s, shall we?