Sullivan's Travels (1941), his nervousness about his position in Hollywood came bubbling to the surface. Laughs weren't enough, but how could he move on to something more serious? In the film, Joel McCrea's Sully – a film director tired of making people laugh – served not only as a surrogate for Sturges, but as a creative sounding board. Sully wants to make a dour, serious film called Oh Brother Where Art Thou?, much to the chagrin of his studio paymasters. He leaves the studio to find the real America; the dust-covered land still reeling from The Great Depression. Sully's fictional pilgrimage was Sturges' dark night of the soul. Sullivan's Travels – with its level-headed vision of Hollywood – gave the director the room to pick himself up again during a moment of crisis.
It also, crucially, give him the opportunity to realise the importance of his gift. Amidst the screwball hijinks of the picture, he went looking for himself, but what he found was bigger than he could have realised – the key to the magic of cinema itself. The moment in which he arrives at this is one of the greatest moments in the history of the medium. It involves Sully watching a comedy with a group of convicts in a clapboard church. The power of the film takes over and the laughter in the room feels like the rapture. As we see something akin to ecstasy on McCrea's face, we understand why we love the silver screen. Cinema is the people's art – a tonic for the soul. It's difficult to describe the overwhelming sensation this sequence prompts, but it stirs a sense of resolve in the viewer. The greatest art not only shows us how to live, it comforts us in our darkest hours. This realisation will stand as Preston Sturges' genius.