Broken Blossoms is great. It's a small, focused picture, with wonderful performances from Richard Barthelmess (as an Oriental), Lillian Gish and Donald Crisp. The studio recreation of East London is enchanting.
Orphans of the Storm (Griffith's epic of the French Revolution shot in upstate New York) has some good scenes.
As do Isn't Life Wonderful (filmed on location in Weimar Germany) and The Sorrows of Satan, a supernatural tale starring Ricardo Cortez (Stanley's brother).
But unfortunately, as important as Griffith was to the history of cinema, most of his work is unwatchable, unlike his contemporary Abel Gance, whose earlier films (such as La Roue, J'Accuse! and Au Secours!) hold up remarkably well.
Griffith's name was taken off the Directors Guild Award because of the racist tag, not because his work doesn't travel well or because he was an overrated hack.
I can't see that Welles would be stripped of the Directors Guild honor accorded him 20 years ago.
Griffith's downfall is well chronicled in Richard Schickel's monumental biography. D.W.'s luck ran out and, although a teetotaler for many years, he became a drunkard in late middle age. Griffith filmed The Struggle, about the horrors of alcoholism, in 1931, partly for therapeutic reasons. The Struggle proved to be a futile attempt at maintaining sobriety, and such a critical and commercial disaster that Griffith never made another picture, though he still had 17 years to go before the end. In 1948, D.W. died of a heart attack in the lobby of the rundown hotel in downtown L.A. where he spent his final dissolute years.