Even 70 years after the fact, Gone with the Wind remains the stuff of legend both on and off the screen. Over the decades, a dedicated scholarship has surrounded the film, the kind of in-depth discussion and analysis reserved for only the finest works of cultural significance. In the case of Wind, what Producer David O. Selznick went through to realize his vision of Mitchell’s best-selling tome is indeed filmic folklore made even more mythic. We see it scattered throughout the amazing 70th Anniversary Edition box-set—from commentary tracks that explain the lengthy development process to documentaries which dig deep into every facet of the film. Perhaps the most crucial was the casting, a literal free-for-all that saw many of the modern Tinseltown luminaries (Errol Flynn, Bette Davis) vie for roles that would eventually go to others—and then become iconic. For all its ballyhoo and cleverly marketed merchandising, it’s the characters from Gone with the Wind that continue to stir our imagination. That’s why Gone with the Wind remains a certified cinematic gem.
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Paired with the right pant and blazer, you can get away with wearing a Queen shirt to the office. Tshirt company Chase LA has taken the tshirt to new levels of sophistication with dyeing, washing, and enzyme techniques. These techniques, plus vintage concert designs, lend a specific brand of individuality (and authenticity, since some of the shirts actually feel and look 30 years old, that is, soft and faded—comfy). From Bowie to Blondie, from Roxy Music to Capital Records, these printed T’s are a great gift for the casual and savvy down-dresser on your list.
I was doing an image search for the concept of ‘caring for a sick friend’ (for a feature on caregivers), and this ‘Hillbillery’ image from Classical Values.com popped up on Google images. “End the Culture War by Restoring Classical Values” is the tagline of this site. Scroll down and you’ll see an image of Hillary Clinton as button-busting SS officer. I’m amused, but thoroughly confused by the intent of this little site.
Dare you Google image search the concept of ‘hand in hand’ (you know, a sweet, sentimental gesture), after combing through pages of silhouette images of hetero couples on beaches at sunset, and babies hands in grown-ups hands, and old peoples’ hands holding hands with old people’s hands—you’ll soon encounter this nifty bit of photoshop work: ““Hand” by pavementfreud. The hand that bites the hand that feeds it? Hey buddy, can you give me a hand? Quit screwing around and hand over that work, already—we’re up against the deadline…
If ‘80s cartoons like ThunderCats, Transformers, G.I. Joe and He-Man can be said to have one thing in common, it’s that none of them withstand objective scrutiny. If you can still claim to enjoy these or most any other animated series from the ‘80s on anything but the most ironic level, then your nostalgia is far more durable than mine.
To be fair, though, the aim of such shows was simply to sell toys, and in that regard they were indisputably triumphant. Not a single show among them was produced with the expectation that stunted weirdos like me would still be pondering their legacies two decades later; no writer or animator could have possibly anticipated such artistic accountability while preparing the latest episode of Silverhawks.
Still, to cite ThunderCats again, while no reasonable person expects an anthropomorphic lion in a powder blue unitard to seem as cool in 2009 as he (inexplicably) seemed in 1985, I know that I am not alone in feeling disappointed that even the animation in these old shows now seems clunky and inconsistent and mostly embarrassing (He-Man is something of an exception, in that Filmation cut so many corners and relied on stock poses and the like to such an extent that the animation, though minimalist, remains fluid and organic to some degree).
UK soul songstress Joss Stone has a new video making the rounds that’s got “viral” written all over it. The rumor is that her brother directed the clip, and her record company, EMI, refused to release it because it is so excruciatingly bad.
Come on, Joss. This has to be a piss-take. Either way, it’s hilarious.