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That should really be the *Great* Gatsby. I always knew the name, never read the story. Couldn’t even remember who wrote it until the final credits. But this post isn’t about me…

This post is about Greg. Poor, friendly Greg.

Greg, who managed to be late for the party and bought his own ticket. Right next to us, as it is tradition.

Very, very non-traditionally, Greg bought a ticket for the wrong day. Not Saturday. Not Monday either. Greg bought a ticket for Friday. And never, for a second, it occurred to him to check the date on the ticket, at all. It was a ticket for Friday. I mean, ok. I understand what happened. The new oslokino site is retarded beyound belief. It is hard to find shit and it will actually change date when you refresh the page, even after you have selected the right day from the menu. It was a ticket for Friday. And no one paid any attention, not even the guy that was checking the tickets at the door. What a tough job, eh?

I was, to be honest with y’all, a bit disappointed. I went downtown, full speed, balls down, with the city bike. Got into Dr. Jekyll’s, a bit late – nothing too bad, and grabbed myself a brew. But there was nobody there, from 10 signed up people. I was afraid I am going to sit there alone, with a beer, on a Sunday evening – the very definition of a Norwegian Alcoholic. Thankfully, Adam had enough pure-hearted motivation to show up.

After we gathered the remaining Eight people, we got in the cinema like a breeze. And then hilarity ensued. Someone wasn’t in the right seat when 2 girls showed up. Damn Dutch and their politeness, sitting on their assigned seat instead of the one empty one between us. Mister unnamed Canadian here then realized he’s got the wrong ticket. By 2 days. The only wrong ticket. I mean … I’ve done a similar thing myself, for 10 people, but… It was really fun to see Greg twitch every single time someone passed by our row. And most of the times it was groups of people, which will obviously sit together. I’m pretty sure he never saw the trailers, jumping up and looking frightfully every time someone approached. I swear, I haven’t had that much for ages.

Everything went better than expected ™. So he got to stay and watch … the Great Gatsby. And I’ve got to tell you – there is no man greater than the Gatsby. He’s driving a custom-made, tuned monster of a yellow car. He’s throwing the wickedest parties of all time, dwarfing modern things with orders of magnitude. I mean … the Gatsby is a legend.

And it’s a great film. Not what we’re recently used to seeing, but that’s ok. In fact that is great. The Gatsby is a fantastic, colorful, emotional and quite philosophical movie overall. And who else to play the main role, except Leonardo Di Caprio. The guy is ridiculously good and he does the Gatsby great. Really, FFS someone *finally* give him a damn Oscar. But I digress. The movie is long, fairly slow and full of … pure art. It won’t make you think about the things in your life, but it’s definitely one of the movies that will stick out. The story, the twists, the acting of all of the cast was amazing. Well, no. One of the main roles is played by that whiny loser that was Spiderman before they rebooted it with someone more charming and capable. Tobey Maguire, as always, has the expression of a sad brick in a boring wall. He just can’t do the whole ‘playing’ thing, which I would imagine really sucks. For an Actor. He is the new Nicolas Cage, or at least has the potential to be as long his agent scores him roles in things. I really, really hope that he will do something else.

But enough with the bashing. The Great Gatsby is a different type of film, that surprises you. And amazes you. With the colorfulness and the greatness of the parties. With the realisation that you love the main character, despite who he is, why he’s like that and what he really tries to achieve. Which is a really cute thing. Trust me, your girlfriend will love it. Oddly enough, so will you.

It’s only fitting than in day we’re off to watch Fast and Furious 6 (six). A film with a trailer so ridiculous, it shatters my perception of insanity. What a chance it is that my GF is joining for the film requiring no brains at all and where all girls wear skirts with length of a standard-issue belt.

Life is weird. And very fun that way