To be honest, I'm truly at a loss as to where to commence this kind of review. I didn't have an intense love for this novel, not in the same way as I did for The Great Gatsby, but it is undoubtedly a unique one. It marks a remarkable beginning to F. Scott Fitzgerald's great writing career.
This was his first novel, and I can clearly understand why it received the acclaim it did. The theme of self-discovery is a commonly written-about topic, but in my experience, it is seldom presented from a boy/man's point of view. I'm not entirely sure why that is. I don't believe that women are inherently more reflective than men or anything as absurd as that. But for whatever reason, male self-discovery books are relatively rare.
I won't claim that I liked Amory Blaine because I didn't. He is disgustingly selfish and egotistical for much, if not all, of the novel. He predominantly views himself through the opinions of others, which is usually harmful. His sense of romance is actually rather disturbing. Additionally, he seems to create definitions for words or behaviors that often have little to do with their actual meanings.
That being said, despite the fact that the main character frustrated me greatly, I still enjoyed this novel. Fitzgerald's writing prompts a great deal of reflection and internal philosophical debate. Through Blaine, he delves into some interesting discussions that make you question the world and its nature in general. Anyone who can achieve that holds great value in my eyes.
Someone really needed to tell F. Scott Fitzgerald to put an end to writing poetry and incorporating it into this book as the work of his characters. You simply have to read it, after all, it's the great F. Scott Fitzgerald and you just don't skim through the man's work. But to be honest, this aspect was truly insufferable.
There were certain passages in this book that I absolutely adored, and parts that I just couldn't put down. However, overall, the work seemed rather uneven. The plot structure didn't really hold up. The entire focus of the book is simply on one character's development as a person from childhood to his mid-twenties, and that development isn't always entirely believable.
That being said, there was a great deal of playfulness in this book that made it enjoyable to read. Midway through, you suddenly come across three chapters that are written entirely in play format. Towards the end, you enter Amory Blaine's head with a series of questions and answers he's asking and answering for himself, followed by a page of stream of consciousness. These deviations, although abrupt, offer effective and fascinating glimpses into the characters' lives that traditional prose simply could not deliver.
Recommended kinda!
Honestly, the absolute best thing about this book is that I bought my copy when I was 14 on a stand outside of Central Park one rainy afternoon, after exploring the MET. It was truly a remarkable experience. That day was probably one of the most magical days of my life. The combination of the rainy weather, the beautiful Central Park, and the discovery of this wonderful book created a memory that will last a lifetime.
Fitzgerald's books are like a dream (teetering on nightmares, sometimes), and they are all mine. His writing style is so captivating and his stories are filled with complex characters and themes. Every time I read one of his books, I am transported to a different world and I become completely immersed in the story.
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I am currently on a Fitzgerald reread binge for like the 30th time in my life. To absolutely no one's surprise, I am still as in love with his books as I was when I first started reading them. His works have a timeless quality that keeps drawing me back, and I know that I will continue to reread them for many years to come.