In answer to your question, Tony, I don't have the transcripts of Welles's Ambersons conversations, just the audio on CD. But basically, Welles says that Cortez was 'a terrible shit' and that 'everybody hated him'. Also that he fired him everyday and was forced to rehire him when he would start crying. He blamed Cortez for the fact that the film fell behind schedule (which may have caused it to go overbudget as well). As for Costello, Welles describes her as 'an old-bag showgirl', who he had terrible difficulty getting a performance out of.
I do have a transcription of Welles's comments about John Ford though, which shows how much was changed for the final book draft:
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ON JOHN FORD (FROM THE PUBLISHED BOOK)
OW: Oh, I love most of his pictures - THE INFORMER and THE QUIET MAN least of all. Oh, and that thing with Duke Wayne in the South Pacific-
PB: DONOVAN'S REEF.
OW: And GRAPES OF WRATH - He made that into a story about mother love. Sentiment is Jack's vice. When he escapes it, you get a perfect kind of innocence.
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ON JOHN FORD (FROM THE ORIGINAL RECORDING)
OW: I hated (THE GRAPES OF WRATH).
PB: Well, it's better then the book.
OW: Oh no, the book is much better.
PB: Really?
OW: At the time I saw THE GRAPES OF WRATH, if you told me I'd ever have a good word to say for Ford again...I hated him so. I would have hit him if I'd seen him afterwards. He made a movie about mother love. You know, a sentimental, stupid, sloppy movie. Beautifully photographed, and all the beautiful photography was done by a 2nd unit cameraman without Ford or Toland, as I found out. I complimented Toland on those great shots of those things, and he said, 'I didn't make it. I didn't do it, and Jack Ford wasn't there either'.
PB: I didn't know that.
OW: And all that stuff they did with that awful actress that everybody loves, Jane Darwell, that awful Jane Darwell, and all those terrible creeps walking around being cute. God, I hated that picture! That and the Welsh mining picture are the two...
PB: HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY?
OW: They're the two I cannot stand. And I saw it again last year and I hated it again. I could've hit him again, seeing it, I hated it so. I think it's an abominable picture. False, Hollywood-made, smelling of plaster and sprayguns and Donald Crisp, and every other unpleasant thing you could think of.
PB: I would say it isn't your favorite picture.
OW: No. I think he's awful on the old country, Ford.
PB: Yeah, well I liked THE QUIET MAN.
OW: I hate it.
PB: Do you?
OW: Oh, I hate it. I think anything he does over there, I think he's just lost, totally lost. It doesn't mean anything, this terrible, lace-curtain version of the old country. I think it's so embarrassing and kitsch and awful. It has no reality. Not only no reality, but kitsch- vulgar, awful; it's just awful.
PB: You like his Americana?
OW: Yes, yes, that's what he digs. But when he starts to get back to where it all comes from...he doesn't have the remotest clue of where it comes from.



