Who
remembered? The Great Man turned a hundred yesterday, or today Hollywood time.
Hollywood time being a concept he found difficult to handle. Too impatient to
get going, too impatient to move on to the next project light shining just over
the hill... Along with Chaplin one of the two genuine geniuses of the cinema in
its short history. Happy Birthday Orson, you continue to give much pleasure. The
New York Review has put some
pieces up on line but I'm going to ask a few people to send me a couple of
dozen words that they might say if perchance Orson were to suddenly be back,
looking them in the eye, rolling that cigar around in his fingertips. If I get
any answers I'll post them up.
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