It’s sooo old that its technical achievements are worse than passé, but the dark story and its critique of western publishing “imperialism” is more relevant than ever.

As is its existential commentary on the nature of wealth and the American Dream.

I thought it was worth watching just to see what everyone was talking about.

I am less enthused with the direction and blocking than some, but still think it’s a decent picture.

I still think it’s arguably the best movie ever made.

Place yourself in the time period when it released when you watch it, and think for a minute that none of the stuff he’s doing with the camera existed before him.

The makeup, all the actors came from stage never been in a movie before, Wells’ transformation into an old man, watch the scope of Xanadu, how the fuck did he create the depth/scope back then??? It’s sheer magic.

But all that’s superfluous, designed to trick you while Orson Wells spins a tale about a man of great power and wealth who dies alone.

The final quote wraps up the movie perfectly…

“He was a man who got everything and then again lost everything, Rosebud must've been something he lost or something he wanted but never got"

It’s a movie about what’s really important in life, what’s worth living for and the mistakes and regret of an old man.

I saw it at 9 and didn’t understand it, again at 15 and thought it had a message but was past it’s prime, again at 25 and it hit harder.

41 now, life is at the halfway point, shit hits even harder as you get older.

I hope you find it as intriguing as I always have…