Following on from Friday's post about Twilight - and in particular the bit about love conquering all, blah, blah, blah - I decided to re-visit The Last of the Mohicans.
Here's some trivia for you. The music is the bees knees of film score music and yet it won no Oscar. Why? Part-way through its production the composer fell out with the producers and AN Other was brought in to finish the work. So two composers are credited, but they didn't collaborate.
This film was a success with both sexes - men loved the gore of battle and girls just loved it.
Who wouldn't want to be savaged by Daniel Day-Lewis?
Yet again, love conquers all - even the thought of being scalped alive.
Meanwhile in the real world, is that so? Couples split up over the most trivial of trifles. As my mother says, "When poverty knocks at the door, love flies out of the window". How true is that? The merest whiff of a challenge and some couples just walk away, separately.
Yes, some couples stay together through thick, thin, natural and DIY disaster. But films like this Daniel Day-Lewis snog-fest are hardly typical of real life, are they?
If you know different, please let me know!
Oh, and as the final scene faded into the mist I couldn't help think that any off-spring resulting from the union of Daniel and Madeleine (Stowe) would be very, very hairy. What is it about me and hair?