Another one of those books that I liked in college that I look back on as pretty silly now. I started out being really bored with Amory Blaine and his mother, and thought them silly and shallow and self centered, which, of course, they were meant to be. And I never really warmed to Amory after that, although I found bits of the book to be a little less silly than others. I couldn't have cared less about his travails at Princeton and which society that he was inducted into or whether he flunked out of college geometry and hence "ruined" his chances for BMOC status. I certainly could not understand his infatuation with Rosalind Connage, who was even more shallow than Amory. Finally, his distribe against the industrialist just did it for me. While I probably agreed with most of what Amory said, I was aghast with his attitude and his cocksureness. I guess that's really the old man in me who is aghast at many of the attitudes that I copped when I was 23.
Author: Fitzgerald, F. Scott
Date Published: 1923
Length: 9 hr 48 min
Narrator: Woodman, Jeff
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