As in some grotesque fable, it appeared last week that Hollywood was about to turn upon and destroy its greatest creation. That creation was Citizen Kane, the film which Orson Welles and his Mercury Players had spent more than a year talking and thinking about and 70 days shooting, with $750,000 of Radio-Keith-Orpheum's money.
The film was in the cans. A magazine advertising campaign had begun. But no release was set by R. K. O. for the picture to be shown to the public, and it seemed very likely that none would ever be. Old...
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