Written on the Wind Douglas Sirk, 1956
Why can't all movies look like this one? It's so awesome. It's basically the recipe for
Gossip Girl and all that shit with rich heirs and heiresses turning out all CINECAST!ed up and with all kinds of familial issues (CHUCK BASS) and turning to all these different things to deal with them. Robert Stack has his drink, and Dorothy Malone CINECAST!s anything that moves. Even with all the critique and the phalluses and all that cool stuff, it's still awesome. It's not as powerful as
Imitation of Life, but it's hard to deny how damn entertaining all the melodrama is (even the ending). This film confirms what I kind of already knew: Rock Hudson is awesome. Seriously. I need to go through this filmography in worship and do dances to praise his strange way of talking. He's magnificent. Basically, you could probably spend forever and a half going through this movie and analyzing all the color schemes and the mirrors and all that stuff, but you'd get distracted with Malone's dancing and the way that Hudson carries himself and the overwhelming amount of things which mean nothing, but we ascribe meaning to anyway. It moved me. Please arrest me.