Gone with the Wind Review

Gone with the Wind
I read this novel only because it’s a classical. A friend who lent me the book had told me upon my repeated failure(s) to read it, “It’s a classical. Too slow for you, I presume”. True, (I) never could finish the book. But visual media can create hitherto unknown interest(s). I LOVED the movie!
Though slow and stretched, long and repetitive in an identifiable way, Gone With the Wind does justice to its viewers. The protagonist (I forget her name  ) is so courageous, notwithstanding her strict upbringing. From being flirtatious to being submissive, every shade of her personality lends interest. It’s perhaps stubbornness that pulls her down. (Must mention ‘Attitude’ here as well: ignorin my own ;) ). Personally I could only empathize with Ashley, and, nothing like admiration developed. His wife, my favourite character is simple, sweet and gentle from every angle; and proves to be a gem throughout the movie. I couldn’t help but feel a sister-in-law like relationship between her and the lead lady. Much to latter’s agony, I am sure;)
Though a six hour watch, once you get the theme and rhythm in the movie, you are hooked. No calling commitments a pre-condition!
I was touched by the relation she shared with her father, and her decision to earn bread for family. I was impressed with the hero’s (If I might call him so?!) persona, and the transparency of (his) thoughts. The locales and atmosphere, given the technology available at that time, is quite good. Women’s dresses HAD to catch my eye for the lack of similar stuff in modern day.
Particular impressions were left on me by the scene where she pulls down the curtains in front of family maid, and gets herself a green dress stitched. This brings forth her determination, but, on the flip side, somehow, led to a series of events highly unfavourable. It was heart warming when she is proposed by the only suitable suitor she has ever had. Despite this, there’s gloom inside her person – understandably so considering the struggles faced by self. Minutely though, the flick also highlights differences unchangeable in people, differences that make existence fun, differences that are omnipotent. It’s encouraging, yet multi-faced. Builds interest, but realism neutralizes the scope of enjoyment.
These thoughts, however, are completely mine; someone else would think completely differently. Cheers! :)