Christopher: I'm sorry to hear that you don't know of an English translation because, entirely accurate or not, it must provide a sense of what he thought his life was about. All of what we know about him from his lips, as you suggest, seems to come off the cuff in the form of anecdotes. It woud be interesting to know what he had to tell, when he had a chance to sit down and fashion the raw experience a bit.
I've always tried to be truthful about my own life, but a favorite saying of mine years ago, which sometimes got me in trouble, was "Never let the facts get in the way of a good story."
Some of the things I've written here and elsewhere might give people the impression that I've followed the above dictum, but bar the odd fuzzy detail, I would stand by everything I've written.
Welles, however, strikes me as the same kind of person. Certain details may have tended to blend in his memory in order to tell a good story, but the essential truth of what he said, amazingly, was often there.
As for Welles, Oja Kodar, Paola Mori Welles, and Beatrice Welles, you put the situation much more diplomatically and elegantly than I. Welles, in other words, wanted to do nothing to encourage the tabloids. [Incidentally, I'm embarrassed to tell you, I once worked in lowly way (it would have had to have been lo-w-w-w-ly) for Confidential Magazine.] Given Welles' political attitudes and courage, what a field day the tabloids and talkshows would have with him today, when nothing can be denied them.
I'm also surprised that neither Christopher, Rebbeca or Beatrice ever met Oja during his lifetime. That must have required compatmentalization and considerable logistics at times. But I can see his point. In that regard, he was being a good father.
Thank you for the information, Christopher.