The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
(MAJOR SPOILER)
My predictions have been vindicated; The Great Gatsby will end almost as as disappointingly as The House of Mirth did. Grieving over his wife's death, George Wilson set out to locate and kill the owner of a murderous yellow automobile. I understand George's motive of revenge, but I refuse to accept the state of mind Gatsby died in. Unsuspecting of his imminent demise, Gatsby relaxed in his pool and "shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is" (Fitzgerald 161). Without Daisy's love, Gatsby has become utterly morose, crestfallen, and depressed to say the least. He died in sadness. I suppose Fitzgerald may have let the novel play out this way to show that, for Gatsby, a life without Daisy would be worse than death, but I maintain that he could have at least set Gatsby in an apathetic mood before ending his life. Furthermore, Wilson's blind killing of a man he never knew, a man he only suspected of killing his wife, infuriated me to no end, especially because he committed a coward's suicide afterward. Great work, George. The fiend that stole Myrtle lives happily with a wife of his own now, while a great, innocent man lies dead in his pool. The only redemption I could find in the ending of The Great Gatsby relies on Lily finding happiness with a changed Tom Buchanan and Nick marrying Jordan. Perhaps Nick could even have a child, juxtaposing new life with Gatsby's death? Give me something, Fitzgerald!
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