Dear readers and fellow bloggers:
Good afternoon and Happy Sunday to you all. We were in the focused process of cooking the Sunday meal when something we heard in the TG1 news program stopped us in our track and made us drop the utensil we were holding into the sink. Today we celebrate the 80th anniversary of the film premiere of Gone with the wind in a movie theater in Atlanta, Georgia, which honored the Southern setting of the trendsetting dramatic saga.
That movie has influenced the tastes and preferences of millions of moviegoers all around the globe, including prominent writers, actors, technicians and directors. In ways big and small, many film enthusiasts have followed some of the trendy novelties it had introduced; when we decided to write a film scrip about a savage prison riot with my son Gian Luca, we envisioned that the opening scene would be a panoramic view of the prison yard after the prisoners’ riot had been brutally quashed by the SWAT team, with all the gore and mayhem reminiscent of the famous scene in the Atlanta train station.
This film was conceived right when the rumblings of Fascism were getting stronger in Europe and all the moviegoers knew that something terribly wrong was already afoot. However, human beings need the consolation of a brighter future, even, or especially, in the midst of disgrace and doom in order to carry along to arrive to a propitious ending. The film provided countless lines that will be remembered by moviegoers, including when Rhett Butler (played by Clark Gable) said with a unique panache to a manipulative Scarlett O’Hara ( played by Vivien Leigh): “frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.”
In these turbulent times let us keep some clarity of mind and determination of spirit to do better. Now back to our duties as our children are insolently asking us: “when will it be ready, Dad?”
What do you think? Please tell us.
Don’t leave me alone.