All this time I thought it was a deep morality and sense of self that made Gatsby great. Good thing this movie showed me it was because he was like the Forrest Gump of the Jazz Age: delusional and clueless.
Daisy was played as weak rather than lovely but callous, Nick was played as slapstick and Gatsby, well, "derpy" is the best I can come up with.
It's Baz Lurhman, so, as always, the music was great, the styling was beautiful. Shame the digital compositing was so distractingly terrible and the performances were all skewed into "DID YOU EVEN GET WHAT THIS STORY WAS ABOUT?" territory.