Though made in a frantic hurry, with rented costumes and mysterious sets flung up out of paper-mache, "Macbeth" works. No film since "Kane" had had so profoundly organized or expressive a photographic style. The black and white is very theatrical but beautifully harnessed to a world made of fog-laden noon and dank castles. The whites are as bright as bone, the blacks like holes of iniquity. Depth and height are consistently evocative as forms of moral hierarchy, and as measures of remoteness and intimacy in the psyche... Welles is very good as an actor in Macbeth. As the triumphant warrior he is quite lean, with a slit of black mustache like a scar and dark curls beneath helmets that are part Visigoth, part Tartar ( no matter how cheap, the costuming is excellent)...The playing is heartfelt, and liberated, as if Welles had found energy in the decision to be the black, roaring rogue... So often sheepish or overdone as an actor, Welles now cries out unfettered and free, a man of such power as to be unfit for company...As for Lady Macbeth, [Welles] had Jeanette Nolan, who was twenty-six then...and making her movie debut. Over the years Ms. Nolan has been criticized for her playing...but the complaints are unjust. Together, she and Welles make the most passionate and tortured couple in all of Welles work. They make Arthur and Elsa Bannister seem like an actor's sketch- yet they know that more modern, reptilian embrace, somewhere between devouring and destroying, like the lovemaking of scorpions. For in "Macbeth", Welles made a disturbing portrait of marriage (or greedy sexual rapture) in which the having of children is replaced by the murderous grasping of power...The inner secret to Welles's Macbeth is that murder is their child, their true offspring.
Pretty great writing , eh? Can you guess who wrote it?