You Have NO Idea How Psyched I Am for The Great Gatsby

F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby is arguably one of--if not THE--greatest American novel ever written. I've read The Great Gatsby countless times, so when I found out Baz Luhrmann was adapting it for the big screen I couldn't help but scream, "SACRILEGIOUS!" Then I saw Leonardo DiCaprio as Jay Gatsby and I was like, "OK; now we can talk."

I was a Literature Major in college, so Gatsby is a sacred text to me. I was concerned that the movie wouldn't stay true to the book, that it's soundtrack and contemporary feel would somehow taint the penultimate story of the American Dream gone wrong. I watched a few trailers for the film, and I found myself getting psyched.

I read The Great Gatsby again. I read Zelda again (Nancy Milford's biography of Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald, F. Scott's wife and the inspiration for Gatsby's Daisy. Zelda even named the novel but that's another discussion, and I'll spare you). Then it hit me: F. Scott and Zelda were superstars in their day. If these two were transported to today, they'd be hanging with Jay-Z, Beyoncé, and all the other A-List celebs.

The Fitzgeralds lived a fast, glamorous life, and from what I've seen of Luhrmann's adaption, their Roaring Twenties have never looked so real to me. The film looks daring, vivid, and every bit as breathless as a whisper between Daisy and Jay behind closed doors.

Oh, and Leo looks super hot.

And I need Carey Mulligan's wardrobe now.

Is it May 10th yet?