May 3rd the director who “decoded” gaslight melodrama and Shakespeare with uber-modern over-the-top-ness, will perplex and delight with his revisionist play on Fitzgerald. I can’t wait. Ironically, it’s not a subject I love. I don’t have special affections for the book or for director Baz Luhrmann (Moulin Rouge, Romeo + Juliet), it’s just a perfect storm of form and function, old and new, and every body likes a perfect storm.
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