I’ll be honest, I don’t particularly like Gone With the Wind all that much. But, from an objective point of view, you cannot deny its greatness. The sheer spectacle of the film, its broad sweep and huge emotions, cause the viewer to sit there and marvel at its massive scale. Like few other films, Gone With the Wind exemplifies a tale that could only have been told the way it was in the movies. Even if it had been a novel, that hardly matters. It is joyful over-the-top excess on a huge canvass, with emotions and characters so big that only a massive screen could contain them. Love it or hate it, it’s one of the great cinematic achievments.