Jay Gatsby’s life, according to the product-placing new movie, was a celebration of glitz that would have delighted any rapper: Moet & Chandon champagne, Brooks Brothers blazers, Tiffany baubles. Gold Rolls-Royce covered in bikini models presumably just out of shot.
Amy Winehouse stares out from the wall of a London gallery. She’s pushing a vacuum cleaner, a cigarette dangling from her lips, a scarf in her unruly hair and a garbage bag in hand. The pose is unusual for a singer, apart maybe from Freddie Mercury in “I Want to Break Free.”