So, we skipped AFI Number 5 because I rented the Number 6 movie and it was due tonight before midnight. Procrastination still prevails.
Gone With the Wind. I watched it today for a second time, seeing that neither my Mom nor sister have seen it before. Though my first experience with the movie was definitely not a good one, this second occasion was a bit better, which I think is due to my open mindedness and expectations for the worst.
The Civil War from the Southern perspective is a bit different than you would expect. Like most wars, there are 2 sides to the story, unless there's a multi-national war where 2 sides are feuding over a disputed futbol match and a 3rd and 4th enter because they're bored and have nothing else to do, while a 5th enters because of their over production of missiles which they only get to shoot at lifeless targets. So I can sympathize that families in the South were destroyed and were forced through extremely hard times. They were protecting land and "tradition," though I'm not necessarily a fan of southern culture. Not all stereotypes are true, but after 4 years living there, I can confirm many.
The movie pretty much revolved around the love affairs of Ms. Scarlet O'Hara. With that said, I would suggest you watch the 4 hour movie for a better idea of the plot, or the 30 second Bunny-mation remix, both sum up my following point.
Of the hundreds and maybe thousands of movies I've seen in my lifetime, Scarlett O'Hara is on top of my most hated villain list. Hannibal Lecter, the Joker, Sweeney Todd, Jason, Freddy Kruger, Chucky...they all come up short. This woman was wretched, and by wretched, I mean, ugggghhh. Pretty much, Scarlet O'Hara was the Civil War enactment, 1930's version of the Lifetime channel's original movie. And simply put, "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." All the other characters seemed to be somewhat sane, and Melanie was the golden angel who I clinged to. She was great, simply because she was so forgiving, to look past everything and love people who at one time, loved her. Beautiful really. Ashley, besides the question of his name, was a wimp. And Rhett had his own problems which hopefully he's fixed in the meantime.
After seeing the film again, I wish I had a better memory of when I watched it the first time to 1. Prepare for what to expect when I moved to the South. Apparently they're still sour about the Civil War, and they're planning a terrible counterattack no one could ever survive: Taylor Swift. 2. I would have known never to date a Southern girl, which I did, and I wouldn't have been as shocked after that crazy year.
With that said, the movie was an epic, and it was actually pretty good, but I can't stand Scarlett. Shivers down my spine. But luckily, I was uplifted with The Invention of Lying, which not only was a funny movie, but pretty heart warming as well. Bravo Ricky Gervais.
Bravo Mammy.
Bravo Melanie.
Scarlett....yeah, Rhett said it best.
