Last night I lay on the couch and watched Cat on a hot tin roof.
It’s a marvellous film. The eyes of Paul Newman and Elizabeth Taylor are fabulous. The story by Tennessee Williams is dense and perceptive. There are at times bits in the film that don’t ring true like the speed with which Big Daddy’s pain advances and the hysterical nature of Big Mama.
Robert Fulford’s book talks about the ways that the books of Walter Scott impacted on the morals of the South. He says that the South took to itself the ideas of chivalry and the romantic notions about women. That the soldiers went into battle with the notions of the perfect women in their hearts. Interesting idea I reckon. Amazing that a novel can have such an effect on a population!