We have always had Reader’s Digest lying around at home, from the time I was a kid. Sometime in the late 80’s, going through one of them, I read this piece about great Hollywood movies. “Gone with the Wind” was mentioned amongst the greats and, you could say, since then, I have always wanted to see what it was all about.
And today, I saw it on DVD, remastered yet not compromising on how movies would and should have looked in the times when it was released, all 238 minutes of it. Pretty long and then some more if you look at movies today, I agree about the fact that it’s huge in dimensions in every possible way.
And to say, it’s to do with love baffles me no end…I din’t notice it as much as I did other things. Vivien Leigh is dazzling as a bitch and it’s so easy for you to hate her…she is unforgettable even if it means Clark Gable is dwarfed in comparison. But it’s the first half that gripped me – above all that veneer of love and its quirky ways, there is this deep-seated phenomenon of war following you like a bad dream and eating away at your mental popcorn.
War is tragic…will always be. Be it the Gettysburg or the Gulf, wars are fought for what are claimed as principles and every man’s right to justice and truth. Yet the undeniable pattern in all of them are that these rights and principles belong, in truth, to a privileged few who can choose to decide what the rest of the millions should do – that is, go to war. Wars will end in tears, forget the reasons, and history will sing for the victor. History is malleable and it will show the vanquished as the wicked/evil for man sees reason in wars between good and evil…justification comes easily then.
Nobody wins in war. If you believe you do, you are the biggest loser. Ask anyone who lost something to war.
“War is a quarrel between two thieves too cowardly to fight their own battle; therefore they take boys from one village and another village, stick them into uniforms, equip them with guns, and let them loose like wild beasts against each other.” -Thomas Carlyle
If you still don’t know what I’m talking about.