The light marks Daisy's house — Gatsby's gesture toward it, as the later chapters show, is a gesture of love. Tom manages to tell Myrtle that he wants to see her, without Wilson finding out. McKee was a pale, feminine man from the flat below. The only building in sight was a small block of yellow brick sitting on the edge of the waste land, a sort of compact Main Street ministering to it, and contiguous to absolutely nothing. Myrtle — In comparison to Daisy Buchanan, Myrtle Wilson is sensuous and vital. About half way between West Egg and New York the motor road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. For instance, when Tom chooses to discuss politics, he reveals himself not just as one who discriminates against people on the basis of class a classicist , but also a racist.
I have been drunk just twice in my life, and the second time was that afternoon; so everything that happened has a dim, hazy cast over it. While Daisy is affected and insubstantial, Myrtle Wilson is straightforward, fleshy, almost coarse. What kind do you want, lady? It is the home to the only poor characters in the novel. The reader knows immediately that the story has already taken place and that Nick is telling it to us through the filter of time. All I ask is that they should give me a start.
It is imperative that readers trust him, then, because time can distort memories, and the reception to the story hinges largely on his impartiality and good judgment. McKee called me back into the room. Some time toward midnight Tom Buchanan and Mrs. As Myrtle gets more and more drunk she also gets increasingly loud. Nick reassures them there is no impending marriage, merely a series of rumors that cannot substitute for truth.
Eckleburg, perhaps the second most memorable image in The Great Gatsby following closely behind the green light at the end of the dock. The dinner is interrupted several times, however, by the ringing telephone. She is, however, far from refined, despite how she may try. Tom is a decidedly unpleasant man, held in check by very few rules. The eyes of Doctor T. It's a wild time — people, particularly the trendy people, are eager to break established boundaries.
It had occurred to me that this shadow of a garage must be a blind, and that sumptuous and romantic apartments were concealed overhead, when the proprietor himself appeared in the door of an office, wiping his hands on a piece of waste. By this point she sees herself not only as superior to her guests, she is Tom's equal. Arriving at the mansion, Nick is greeted by Tom, dressed in riding clothes. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. It is appropriate to briefly exploring the tones of homoeroticism that underlie the party at Tom and Myrtle's. Tom quietly informs her he wishes to see her and so she arranges to meet them shortly, leaving her husband under the pretense of visiting her sister in New York. He discovers that Daisy's husband, Tom, is still as aggressive and assertive as he was when they went to college together.
Fitzgerald has already given a sense of this dichotomy when first introducing the Buchanans: They're expected to be gracious and generous, but instead seem shallow and superficial. But his eyes, dimmed a little by many paintless days, under sun and rain, brood on over the solemn dumping ground. Wilson is a lifeless yet handsome man, colored gray by the ashes in the air. Taking my hat from the chandelier, I followed. These are not people who concern themselves with eking out a living. Chapter Two The Great Gatsby 1.
The reader must wonder, if he is capable of this sort of violence, what else is he capable of? Nick becomes drunk claiming that this is only the second time he has ever been drunk and says that his memories of that day are a little hazy. Nick describes an old billboard for an optometrist, Doctor T. On another level, the delineation between the Eggs can also be a metaphorical representation of the sensibilities of people from the Eastern and Western parts of the United States. But immediately she turned sharply from the window and, leaning forward, tapped on the front glass. Wilson is left weak and defeated, with vague dreams he can't fulfill. Rather, he is harsh and powerful, caring little for social equality and protocol.
Nick goes to visit Daisy, an ephemeral woman with a socialite's luminescence, and Tom, a brutish, hulking, powerful man made arrogant through generations of privilege, and there he meets Jordan Baker, the professional golfer and a girlhood friend of Daisy's. Her face, above a spotted dress of dark blue crepe-de-chine, contained no facet or gleam of beauty, but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering. Through Tom's assault, Fitzgerald not only demonstrates more about Tom and his callousness toward humanity, but also suggests a hidden side to the Jazz Age. The valley of ashes symbolizes the moral decay hidden by the beautiful facades of the Eggs, and suggests that beneath the ornamentation of West Egg and the mannered charm of East Egg lies the same ugliness as in the valley. What these critics overlook, however, is the possibility that Fitzgerald is hinting at it, just as the society of which he was a part, hinted at it.
Wilson's wife, Myrtle, is Tom's mistress. But when I asked her she laughed immoderately, repeated my question aloud, and told me she lived with a girl friend at a hotel. At one point Daisy follows after Tom and the couple quarrel. The faceless eyes hover over all that goes on in the book — a book decidedly void of traditional spirituality. His acquaintances resented the fact that he turned up in popular restaurants with her and, leaving her at a table, sauntered about, chatting with whomsoever he knew.