It could be described in one word, awesome, but that's definitely not the way to describe the ending. At first I became fond of this man who knows how to throw parties and is portrayed as an enigma. He later tells his story: he fell in love, too poor, and stole someone else's identity. He's actually not rich and not born into wealth at all, yet I still liked his personality. The girl he falls in love with, Daisy Buchanan, gets married and it's too late, but Jay Gatsby doesn't see it coming. Let the love of his life choose in one day; he tells her to call and he will know that she still loves him. The suspense builds as the day progresses, but Jay remains convinced that she will call. Jay Gatsby takes a swim to calm his nerves and hears the phone ringing. He slowly walks up the stairs and starts reaching for the phone and is pushed back into the pool. A man who still holds a grudge against her returns for revenge. Jay falls into the pool thinking that the girl he loves really called him, but another voice is heard on the phone. He never called. The woman who promised him so much leaves when he needs her most. No one except his only friend comes to his funeral. This alone could make me scream. From all the parties he threw, no guest came to pay homage to him. I enjoyed every second of the film, but the ending made me realize that it's not that perfect of a film. It is one of the decisive moments of