Title: Gone With the Wind
Release Date: December 15, 1939
Director: Victor Fleming
Production Company: Selznick International Pictures | Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer
I’m not really sure what I can say about Gone With the Wind that hasn’t been said before. For good or for ill, this film is steeped in our culture. When I was a kid in the 70s & 80s, the annual broadcast of Gone With the Wind was a major event spread over multiple nights like a big new miniseries (and delightfully parodied on The Carol Burnett Show). My mom and sister loved watching the movie, but I avoided it until I was a teenager and found that it was actually better than I imagined.
Still, even if my great-grandfather hadn’t served in the Civil War defending his home state of Pennsylvania, I would find it hard to love a movie whose opening text declares the slaveholder aristocracy to be a great, lost civilization and their insurrection to be a noble cause. I decided that this movie really actually works as a satire of the South, since all the characters are universally awful in their narcissism, pettiness, duplicity, and greed. Well, except Melanie (Olivia de Havilland) who seems to have found a happy place divorced from reality.
I can’t deny that this is a technically brilliant and beautifully shot film that was innovative for its time and still holds up (although it says something about our nation that so many of the American film industry’s milestone films – from The Birth of a Nation to The Jazz Singer to Song of the South – are deeply racist). I also can’t deny that Vivien Leigh and Clark Gable are terrific in their roles. I quibble with the idea that the story of Scarlett O’Hara and Rhett Butler really deserved the epic treatment and nearly four hours of run time, but it did hold my attention.
I guess I did have a few things to say about Gone With the Wind. I don’t think it really deserves the revered position it holds, but it is worth giving it a watch if you haven’t seen it yourself. I don’t think I’ll watch it again.