For a film that has made a total of almost $3 billion, you'd pop it into the DVD with some high expectations. The stunning Vivien Leigh played the role of Scarlet O'Hara, a woman whose heart is cold as ice and is as calculating and scheming as a... snake? [I'm not sure why I'm bothering to come up with these glamorous adjectives and similes for this since it's so informal]. Clark Gable plays the charming and suave Rhett Butler, who keeps our sanity and connection to Scarlet throughout the film. The two of course have marvellous chemistry, but you spend most of the film disapproving of Scarlet's gold digging escapades, and feeling sorry for the lovely Melanie Hamilton (played by the ravishing Olivia de Havilland), Scarlet's best friend who she continuously undermines, mistreats, and takes advantage of her while scheming to steal her husband Ashley (Leslie Howard). They're joined by a cast of hundreds, but the best character is the strong independent black woman (just kidding, she's actually a servant, but she may as well be a beaaaast), a ferocious beast called Mammy (played by Hattie McDaniel). She's the secondary voice to keeping Scarlet's head out of the clouds, and she manages to transform her blasé stereotypical role during a time of much racism and hatred towards her race and becomes a personification of the human spirit on screen.
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Anyway, the representation of the glory of the Confederate States was wonderful and the grandeur of the time was fully captured in the picture. It's a beautiful, wonderful film that I recommend you sit down and watch with someone you're close to. I honestly don't think I could have handled it on my own, but having Anj there we were able to laugh at some of the dated acting, the genuinely funny bits, and at ourselves watching this mammoth piece. There are so many beautiful and inspirational moments in this film - when Scarlet stands up in the field and cries "As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again!" I got goosebumps (and now, just thinking about it) and of course, we have the infamous, tragic, but very deserving "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" from Rhett at the film's closing. I'm really proud to say I made the effort to watch it!
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In other news:
This bitch got away with killing her child:
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"Caylee Marie Anthony was born on August 9, 2005. She was last seen by her grandfather, George Anthony, on June 16, 2008. He said that he saw Caylee with her mother, Casey. Casey Anthony reported her missing on July 15, 2008, saying that she hadn’t seen her daughter for 31 days. She initially claimed that she left Caylee with her nanny, Zenaida Fernandez-Gonzalez, and that when she went back to the apartment, Fernandez-Gonzalez was nowhere to be found, and the phone was out of service.She was found not guilty today and celebrated with the photo above. Amusing. So... pretty much...
She later changed her story, claiming that Fernandez-Gonzalez and her sister kidnapped Caylee, and told her to tell authorities a false story, in exchange for Caylee’s safety. According to Wikipedia, her remains were not found till 6 months after her disappearance when her grandmother, Cindy Anthony, reported that she was missing."
|The world is thinking that.|
I'm going to see Saltimbanco with Rhed tomorrow so I'll post my first coherant review of a show in months. I'm disappointed that I had to cancel my reservation to see Colder - I just kept pushing it back and now it's come to it the only night I could go was tonight, and I had to stay at home and transform into the boss, so I didn't end up going. I'm disappointed, the cast and storyline looked to be really top notch, and independent theatre really needs to be seen. If you are interested in checking out Colder, you can book tickets at La Boite's Website.
I FINALLY DID SOME WORK ON THE BOOK. Jeez, about time, it's the whole reason I started this blog anyway. The two tasks were to write messily on one page, and the other was to look at the dots on the page, then close my eyes and connect them via memory. So let's see how I went.
|Calcifer is sitting on the fridge... what musical is this song from, everyone?|
|When I started this I actually thought "HOW HARD COULD THIS BE LOL?". Touché, myself.|