For SandmanJazz’s 30 Day Film challenge, the prompt today asks for a film that changed your life.
1940 is when Gone With The Wind was released in the theaters. I read the book when I was about 10 years old (1966) but I can’ say my young mind processed what it should have because Scarlett’s love for the unattainable Rhett captivated me on the page. What did I know about love? Relationships? Life? Poverty? All I knew was my Grandmother was letting me read adult books.
My exposure to the movie was on television in the early 70’s after my involvement in the racial riots in New Haven and Bridgeport. My opinion of Scarlett did change immensely because I now understood it was a glorified portrayal of the south and history but didn’t really focus on the injustices. Mitchell skirted around the truth of the matter to paint a picture of the south in a better light rather than upset the wagon cart.
My involvement in the protests wasn’t because of the movie. It impacted my friends and that was unacceptable to me. I knew white entitlement was wrong, it still is. Humans are all created by sperm and egg.
Ignorance is not bliss.
Black Lives Matter.