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.