Some Unfinished Chaos

While so many literary artists of earlier eras fall away, F. Scott Fitzgerald retains a hold on us. There is something inscrutable in him, a fact he recognized himself and which New Yorker writer Arthur Krystal takes head-on in a biography that gives us the life but leaves the minutiae behind in search of a more penetrating analysis. While so many literary artists of earlier eras fall away, F. Scott Fitzgerald retains a hold on us, both through his work and through his life. There is something inscrutable in him, a fact he recognized himself and which New Yorker writer Arthur Krystal takes head-on in a biography that gives us the life—from a Minnesota upbringing to the most iconic rise and fall in American letters—but leaves the minutiae behind in search of a more penetrating analysis. The Great Gatsby author was obsessed with measuring himself against an unforgiving panoply of artistic and material standards, resulting in a constantly shifting sense of himself—half triumphant, half shattered. Some Unfinished Chaos delivers, at last, a nuanced portrait—in Krystal’s words, a layering of impressions—of a man who knew the rhythms and passions of his society, and who set it down in his imperishable stories while remaining a mystery even to himself.