This afternoon, I spent about five hours sitting in a room with all of the blinds drawn. I was with a wonderful woman who is old enough to be my grandmother.
Yesterday, she learned that I had never seen Gone With The Wind.
Today, she fixed that situation.
This movie is so long, it doesn’t fit on a single dvd. (The only other thing I’ve ever encountered like that is the extended edition of the Lord Of The Rings films, and I feel like that’s different, because watching the extended edition is a choice. If one wants to watch Gone With The Wind…there’s just four hours of it to be seen.)
We used the ever-so-handy intermission to make up a new pot of tea. It was wonderful.
It was interesting, because for all that I know a pretty good deal of trivia about it (seriously, this movie was so influential, both culturally and to the film industry) I really had pretty much no idea what it was about.
I didn’t read the book. I never needed a plot summary. When there were plot twists, I was really surprised.
(I also kind of wanted to punch Scarlet in the face every time she said “Oh, Ashley!”, but I think that’s a different issue…)
It may have been five hours in a chair, but it was also an afternoon very well spent.