An ultimately disconcerting novel, and all the better for it. Fitzgerald blurs the line between perception and reality as our unreliable narrator Nick Carraway tells us the story of a great extravagant man… or a pitiful liar. With seemingly no friends of his own is Carraway projecting his fantasies on a man he wished truly liked him as a friend or is he trying to be frank and objectively impersonal? This is a story of drama, self-deceit and above all, a twisted American dream but coming out of it we are not better to judge who is just - a sound parallel with the First World War which this novel is set after. Fitzgerald presents us with a complex world of greys, one that deserves re-reading.