I first read the book when I was a teenager. It’s the only book I missed two meals to finish. I staggered out of my bedroom late in the afternoon after turning the last page. I’d been lost for what seemed like days in the lives of Scarlett, Ashley, Melanie and Rhett. My parents must have given me a free pass for the day (it had to be a weekend) because I don’t remember being disturbed other than by a quick parental peek to see if I was still breathing. It’s fitting (or maybe, as Mammy would say, “It ain’t fittin.’ It just ain’t fittin’!”) to mention that I have read this book more than once, and each time I read something more into the story and have a slightly different take on the characters. When I went to see the movie, I already had a vision of what all the characters looked like. But my imagination was no match for what I saw on the big screen! (If you haven’t seen the movie, I can’t help you– spoilers will follow.)
How could anyone besides Clark Gable play Rhett? The moment he first appears on the screen at the party at Twelve Oaks, you could hear a deep sigh of longing from every woman of any age in the theater in San Francisco where I saw the film for the first time: teenagers like me, and mothers and daughters– and probably grandmothers too– we all swooned at the scandalous Rhett Butler.We had him pegged as the kind of bad boy who pulls women toward him like a magnet– and he makes you feel like he knows what you look like under your shimmy!! And when he carries Scarlett up the stairs… but before that when he tells her she needs to be kissed and kissed often by someone who knows how,
and when he tells her he loves her and he’s waited for her longer than he’s waited for any woman…and all the heartache and loss when little Bonnie dies and Mammy has tears running down her cheeks; and the things they say to each other make my blood run cold, and they’re just mules in horse harness, and I don’t know nuthin ’bout birthin’ babies …and the political meeting behind Mr. Kennedy’s store and Belle Watling’s dyed red hair, and that green dress with gold fringe that doesn’t fool Rhett for a moment, because look at her hands. Great balls of fire and fiddle dee dee!
And then at the end when Melanie dies and Ashley is such a wimp after all and Scarlett runs home to Rhett, but it’s too late and you want to grab them both and shake them, but he’s out the door and into the mist and says, well you have to know what he says here:
|Rhett! Don’t say it!!|
Tara, Tara, Tara…
As God is my witness, I’ve never seen anything to equal the grandeur and scope of that movie. Scarlett in that red dress, with plenty of rouge. The opening scene with her in full southern belle mode, surrounded by all those young men.That heart-stopping moment when she watches her daughter on the pony and says, “Just like Pa…”
Well, I may have to watch it again soon. Maybe tomorrow. After all. . . .
But first, one more look:
Beautifully done, Risa! Yes, I’m right there with you, I was glued to the book as a teenager, and then was blown away by the movie too. I love all your illustrations, they are just perfect, and the captions too (“Rhett! Don’t say it!”). I haven’t watched this movie in a very long time, but after reading your journey through it, maybe it’s time to see it again.
Yes! By all means, see it again! Thanks for your comment.
I love how this story helps us re-experience GWTW as if for the first time. And how we reflexively fill in all the lines you purposely, provocatively left out. For you, this must be one of those rare cases where the movie was even better than the book.
Thank you! I will always remember the collective audience gasp the first time we see that handsome man at the bottom of the staircase!
Risa, just brilliant the way you take us back to the film and remind us of the brilliant scene work and great performances and sweep of the best, lush block buster ever. I read the book in 8th grade, just for fun, but I confess, Clark Gable was never who I imagined Rhett Butler to be (but he grew on me, as I’ve watched the movie over and over again through the years). I love the way you integrate the scenes from the movie with your narrative text, to emphasize your point. No one but Vivien Leigh could ever be Scarlet. She was perfection. And those Oscars were all well-deserved.
Thanks for your comment!Much appreciated from another GWTW fan!
Of course I read the book too, but only once, and was excited to see the movie. We went “downtown” to a theatre with a huge screen, and I remember it was so long, 4 hours, that there was an intermission! But, aside from the spectacle of it all, I didn’t like it very much. It was my first instance of the-book-was-better-than-the-movie. I was very upset they glossed over the time Scarlett spent with Aunt Pittypat in about 10 seconds. Perhaps I was too young, or more likely, I just didn’t like the characters very much. If it were made today it would most likely be a miniseries! Thanks for the memories.