The most Hollywood version of Emily Brontë’s weird, gothic masterpiece, which is still pretty weird and gothic if that’s what you’re into.
Estimated to be the most-watched movie of all-time, it somehow works just as well 82 years later.
A French masterpiece about upper-class romantic games, played blithely as the world teeters on disaster.
If Frank Capra’s particular brand of idealistic American mythmaking feels dated today, that may be more our problem than his.
It’s well over three hours, is super racist, and features a very unlikable heroine. It’s also maybe the single biggest hit of all time.