In The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald masterfully employs nearly every literary device possible, and paints an interesting picture of early 1920s America. But I thought the story itself was both simple and boring. Man has rich neighbor; rich neighbor loves man's friend who is married to athlete; so-and-so cheats on what's-his-name; people die; cue the deeply meaningful metaphors.
Having said that, the dude was talented. And he was buried in the nearby St. Mary's Cemetery, in Rockville, Maryland, so we visited him for Memorial Day.
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I love the literary criticism. Where were you in my Modern Lit class?
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