This is my first review here so feel free to point out problems with structure. Mind that my native language is not English, so there must be some things out of place.

Anyway, The Great Gatsby is one of those movies I could watch many times (while being sober or drunk) and enjoy it till the end ignoring the nuisances that the movie does has. But there is a profound reason as to why this movie does, indeed, represent something of deep value, at least for me. I will try to explain it.
First, I would like to point out what I find problematic about this movie, then I will start the analysis.
What I really dislike about the movie is the edit. Basically, the movie feels like is on cocaine. No scene or background can really breathe for the audience, making it hard to sink into the ambient of the movie. And yet, when you remember the movie, the feels of that particular era do really come to the memory. I always thought that this edition of the movie, the way the camera bounce from scene to scene, from shot to shot, was to emphasize the lack of time an appreciation that the hollow life has, a theme that is part of the movie in some way. But that, to me, is sometimes wishful thinking.
Second, and this is really tough most of the times I made a rewatch of this movie:
The soundtrack. For me, the soundtrack is like someone put the 60s and the modern ages in a blender and make a horrible and disoriented mess of a sound. The music in the movie, most of the times, is a reminder that you live in the present and this movie, somehow, has access to music from your time. Is really counterproductive.
Those are the main issues for me. Then, sometimes I poke at the fact that Di Caprio is Gatsby. I never really seen him as Gatsby but, instead, as Leonardo acting like his interpretation of Gatsby, which isn't bad but it never really suits completely.
Well, those are the issues. Lets start with the analysis. I will, sometimes, compare the movie to the book but I have a philosophy regarding that: books and movies are part of the same coin. Sometimes, they hate each other or, sometimes, they complement each other like Le Herrison, (great movie by the way).
For most, Gatsby is a movie about the hollowness of the American dream and how we urge to an ideal version of greatness that we never reach it because we never see it in ourselves, even though we may have it.
For me, the Great Gatsby movie from 2013, is a movie about one of the most epic and tragic odyssey a human can embark: to fight the immutable and indifferent Reality using just the mere and flaw tool that a dream is. Gatsby is a romantic in the whole aspect of the word and that's what I think I really find redeemable about his character. But the issue of blinding oneself with the seduction of a dream is that the beautiful things that one does have aren't really there, not in your vision of a dream, they are actually waiting for you in reality but you are never really there. That is one of the main problems with the Gatsby character.
Also, there is an obvious critic of the rich class and how "they broke things just to hide again in their beautiful things" but, I would like to point out, and returning to the idea of the lack of appreciation, that this is another way the movie has to point how having is not the same as owning. This people have what, a lot of you might consider, everything and yet they never really own anything because they don't see the value of it.
The movie is trying to say that these people got on a train that look beautiful on the outside and when they arrive to the destination, if you ask them: "did you see the beautiful scenery out the window?". They will answer: "what scenery? I only got in the train because it was fit of me". In the end, rich people in the movie and the Great Gatsby are enslave to the social binds that made them who they are in society but not in reality.
Finally, we can analyze the Nick character. The passive and lonely observer. Nick is meant to be the audience, in some way. Nick was the guy that was buying and Gatsby sold but, in the end, his innocence really brought the Jay in Gatsby and a sort of real bond happens. Then, Gatsby dies, and the memory of his dream lives on Nick and the reality that comes with it.
But in the book, Nick actually dislikes or disapprove of Gatsby. And when he dies, it is really much more sadder because Gatsby's father does come to the funeral and he never really saw Jay, he is dazzled by the Great Gatsby. And that really changes the message in the book and in the movie. In the book, the dream is not a dream, but a delirium. Nick is the witness of an inevitable disaster and has the first sit to the hollow hearts fill with the shadows of things that people try to have but not own. Nick is there to be the human that everyone is not.
So, having the book and the film, I think, in the end, one can chose to believe in the dream or the delirium, one can chose to admire the man fighting against the giant of reality or can chose to see him as the mad man he is. A mad man that has something we can learn of and a dreamer that has something to warn us about.
In the end, it was never about the past, it was about owning reality to own the idea of self you want people to see when they see you.
So, for me, Gatsby is a movie about identity and how people do things, not according to who they really are and to aspire true greatness, but according to who they want to be to be seen as great.
I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading.

Anyway, The Great Gatsby is one of those movies I could watch many times (while being sober or drunk) and enjoy it till the end ignoring the nuisances that the movie does has. But there is a profound reason as to why this movie does, indeed, represent something of deep value, at least for me. I will try to explain it.
First, I would like to point out what I find problematic about this movie, then I will start the analysis.
What I really dislike about the movie is the edit. Basically, the movie feels like is on cocaine. No scene or background can really breathe for the audience, making it hard to sink into the ambient of the movie. And yet, when you remember the movie, the feels of that particular era do really come to the memory. I always thought that this edition of the movie, the way the camera bounce from scene to scene, from shot to shot, was to emphasize the lack of time an appreciation that the hollow life has, a theme that is part of the movie in some way. But that, to me, is sometimes wishful thinking.
Second, and this is really tough most of the times I made a rewatch of this movie:
The soundtrack. For me, the soundtrack is like someone put the 60s and the modern ages in a blender and make a horrible and disoriented mess of a sound. The music in the movie, most of the times, is a reminder that you live in the present and this movie, somehow, has access to music from your time. Is really counterproductive.
Those are the main issues for me. Then, sometimes I poke at the fact that Di Caprio is Gatsby. I never really seen him as Gatsby but, instead, as Leonardo acting like his interpretation of Gatsby, which isn't bad but it never really suits completely.
Well, those are the issues. Lets start with the analysis. I will, sometimes, compare the movie to the book but I have a philosophy regarding that: books and movies are part of the same coin. Sometimes, they hate each other or, sometimes, they complement each other like Le Herrison, (great movie by the way).
For most, Gatsby is a movie about the hollowness of the American dream and how we urge to an ideal version of greatness that we never reach it because we never see it in ourselves, even though we may have it.
For me, the Great Gatsby movie from 2013, is a movie about one of the most epic and tragic odyssey a human can embark: to fight the immutable and indifferent Reality using just the mere and flaw tool that a dream is. Gatsby is a romantic in the whole aspect of the word and that's what I think I really find redeemable about his character. But the issue of blinding oneself with the seduction of a dream is that the beautiful things that one does have aren't really there, not in your vision of a dream, they are actually waiting for you in reality but you are never really there. That is one of the main problems with the Gatsby character.
Also, there is an obvious critic of the rich class and how "they broke things just to hide again in their beautiful things" but, I would like to point out, and returning to the idea of the lack of appreciation, that this is another way the movie has to point how having is not the same as owning. This people have what, a lot of you might consider, everything and yet they never really own anything because they don't see the value of it.
The movie is trying to say that these people got on a train that look beautiful on the outside and when they arrive to the destination, if you ask them: "did you see the beautiful scenery out the window?". They will answer: "what scenery? I only got in the train because it was fit of me". In the end, rich people in the movie and the Great Gatsby are enslave to the social binds that made them who they are in society but not in reality.
Finally, we can analyze the Nick character. The passive and lonely observer. Nick is meant to be the audience, in some way. Nick was the guy that was buying and Gatsby sold but, in the end, his innocence really brought the Jay in Gatsby and a sort of real bond happens. Then, Gatsby dies, and the memory of his dream lives on Nick and the reality that comes with it.
But in the book, Nick actually dislikes or disapprove of Gatsby. And when he dies, it is really much more sadder because Gatsby's father does come to the funeral and he never really saw Jay, he is dazzled by the Great Gatsby. And that really changes the message in the book and in the movie. In the book, the dream is not a dream, but a delirium. Nick is the witness of an inevitable disaster and has the first sit to the hollow hearts fill with the shadows of things that people try to have but not own. Nick is there to be the human that everyone is not.
So, having the book and the film, I think, in the end, one can chose to believe in the dream or the delirium, one can chose to admire the man fighting against the giant of reality or can chose to see him as the mad man he is. A mad man that has something we can learn of and a dreamer that has something to warn us about.
In the end, it was never about the past, it was about owning reality to own the idea of self you want people to see when they see you.
So, for me, Gatsby is a movie about identity and how people do things, not according to who they really are and to aspire true greatness, but according to who they want to be to be seen as great.
I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading.