I am currently watching The Magnificent Ambersons, for about the dozenith time. And I can’t help but wonder: How much were the generational frictions of the ’60s were precursed by this movie?
Just reflecting on the great line from the banquet scene: “Perhaps the world would be better if automobiles had never been invented.”
Yes, perhaps the world would be better if the wheel hadn’t have been invented either. But that’s really not the question, is it?