Movie Review #9214 GONE WITH THE WIND.
How do you review the most endearing movie of all time & indeed why? Because it's there!
Maybe it's the challenge of this 4hr epic tale of the old south, made almost 80yrs ago & encompassing the golden age of hammy Hollywood style. Of course Vivienne Leigh is the feather-headed but manipulative Scarlett O'Hara & Clark Gable the silver-tongued Rhett Butler & carrying such immortal lines as 'as God is my witness I'll not go hungry again' & 'frankly my dear I don't give a damn', they cavort through the greatest but doomed love affair ever portrayed on screen.
Olivia de Havilland & Leslie Nielsen are the supporting Mr & Mrs Wilkes, they of such great virtue that they make everyone else look like self-serving twats. While Scarlett works her way through husbands like water & plays them all to her manipulative advantage she eventually meets her match in Capt. Butler, finally figuring out reality when it's all too late via one tragedy after another.
Thick with melodrama & lavish sets & costumes to match, it ultimately becomes its own worst enemy, eventually folding back in on itself & its hamminess.
I won't give it a rating as this is sorta an exhibition review as opposed to a league match.
I'm a movie nut from way back with my first ever being The Hallelujah Trail from 1964. Ever since, I've been mesmerized by the giant screen, and the darkness that went on forever. Despite the infernally uncomfortable seats, (plus having to stand for God Save the Queen), I've been enticed ever since to duck into a theatre whenever I can for a few hours of escapism.