So last weekend I finally watched Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby, which I’d been meaning to all summer, despite its mixed reviews.  Some critics called it “a disaster,” while others gave it the lukewarm stamp of “sincere.”  I am not a movie buff and was not a Film major (I heard the pay was bad so I chose English instead), but I have my opinions and share them I must.  I loved this movie.  I inhaled it, devoured it, swooned over it; it’s the kind of movie that demands swooning.  Was it the dazzling cinematography, heartbreaking story line, or luscious musical soundtrack that invoked said swooning?  Maybe.  But truthfully, I’m quite certain that other forces were at play in my fondness for this film, and I’m quite certain their names are Leonardo and DiCaprio.


Do you know him?  I don’t.  Do you love him?  I do.  For the following ten reasons:

1.  His big baby blues.  Can’t get over ‘em.

2.  Catch Me If You Can.  Go back and watch it again.  You’ll be surprised by how good it is, and how good he is in it.  Still one of my all time faves.

3.  He was man enough to play Leading Man to a Leading Lady who outweighed him by at least fifty pounds in Titanic.

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