Credits.

Tonight I saw a very good movie, 1942's Son of Fury. It sounds like it should be about a horse, but it wasn't. It was a costume epic that took place, oddly enough, in London and the South Seas. Talk about a gorgeous cast. This film had Tyrone Power, Frances Farmer, and Gene Tierney. Wow. It was very entertaining with some fantastic fight scenes.  But this post is not about the movie itself, but about the credits. When the movie was over, there was a roll of the cast. In large type. Moving slowly. Giving  each player the proper credit and allowing the viewer to know who played who (or is it whom?). This is how it should be. Today's credits are ludicrous. For starters, there are too many. Do we really need to know who provided the food service? the transportation? the lighting?  No. We do like to know who's who in the cast, but even that speeds by so fast and is often in such small type, it might as well not be included at all. I don't know what person, union, or slighted individual devised this new system that gives a plug to every minor contributor to the film, but it's totally asinine. Ah, to go back to providing credits the way they did in Son of Fury.

Note: I couldn't find any visual of the credits from this
film or anything simillar so you will just have to look at these two beautiful stars from Son of Fury.