Can't separate content from context--and oh those ayksents!

Rating: 2/10 (22 March 2008)

One of the ways I knew I really did love my wife was that I was able to sit with her all the way through this monstrous tripe. Had tried a couple of times before without success. Afterward we had a big argument about it of course--she was stuck on the hopeless romanticism of the thing which I saw as Grand Ole Soap Opry. Not to mention the simple fact that whether you like it or not, both book and movie glorify the most degrading and longest-lasting oppression visited by one people upon another since The Grandeur That Was Rome. Imagine this story in a more modern context, with Scahlett and her precious crew as Germans in the 1930s and Mammy and her folk as Jews. Somehow I doubt such a movie would've been made. I will allow that the movie unintentionally provides an accurate barometer of the pathetic state of race relations (non-relations?) in pre-WWII America.
And oh those AWFUL accents! A Georgian friend of mine thinks the movie was made as an insult to the Old South that no one gets.