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...nights. Nude bathers in San Diego opposed city fathers' plans to turn a stretch of secluded beach into a public park. Bakersfield, Calif., worried that a proposed atomic power plant might somehow pollute its water supply. The people of Cherokee County in Alabama complained that pesticides sprayed on cotton fields had poisoned thousands of fish, birds, rabbits and squirrels, as well as three cows...
...over beyond the livestock barns; a lemon-shake stand squeezes between a tractor exhibit and the milking parlor; on your left, the Pleasantville Community School stage band is warming up for a concert, and over there, an hour from now, the quilt-making demonstrations will begin. Pick up some cotton candy along...
...Fairgoers somehow find their cars in the mammoth parking lot, load in the family and drive out the gates back to their own lives. Out side the fair, there are harder choices than whether to see the milking contest or the quilt making, and the world of blue ribbons, cotton candy and lemon shakes is something fanciful and far away. Until next year, at least, and the return of the best state fair in the state...
...novel, and this is one of its faults, for it matches Tarkington's rambling and disjointed style. Technically, however, it is once again vintage Welles, replete with deep-focus and up-from-the-floor, down-from-the-ceiling camera angles. The old Mercury Theatre gang is there, Joseph Cotton, Anne Baster, and Roy Collins, but the film cries out for the presence of the master himself. This film is an example of this failing, with bland and amateur Tim Holt as the young Amberson who must cope with the collapsing family empire. The film is thus flawed, but nonetheless carries...
Citizen Kane. Orsen Welles, Joseph Cotton, Agnes Moorehead. Maybe the great American movie. Welles plays a tycoon, modelled after William Randolph Hearst, whose spiralling climb to wealth and power is paralleled by his decline into emotional paralysis. This takes shape cinematically in ever deeper focus shots that oppress Welles ever smaller, ever less impotent and more isolated within the frame. Don't waste your time wondering about Rosebud (it is the name of his sled. Lost innocence, get it. Right, the only woman he ever loved was his mother) Orson Welles...