I have been enjoying all the commentary on the NYC and LA showings, and I particularly enjoyed colwood's descriptions of THE ORSON WELLES SKETCHBOOKS. Lucky enough to be at an Army base near London in 1954 and 1955, I was able to see the original, masterful cut of M. ARKADIN, and to see Welles' Moby Dick Rehearsed at the Duke of York's Theater. Lucky enough, too, in having a beautiful blonde girlfriend, a graduate of Teatro Conti, in London.
Whenever I came down to London on a weekend pass, I suppose it would have been early in 1955, she would tell me excitedly of the latest Sketchbook episode she had seen. She said that her theatrical and media friends thought the ground that Welles was breaking in the Sketchbooks should reveal for the boffins of the BBC a whole new area to develop. She hoped that they would add the Sketchbooks to its regular schedule, but I guess it didn't happen.
As for Jaime M. Christley's intelligence about Oja Kodar's desire to have OSOTW given the most full restoration possible, I'm with her completely. After all these years and struggle, why settle for a whomped together version that critics would damn with faint praise? Why give all those people who seem to revel in every failing Welles ever displayed an additional reason to say, oh, he was not so hot, just a flash in the pan? By all means, raise four, five, six million dollars, hire Murch, Bogdanovich, Graver, to make it as close to masterpiece as possible. We can already see clips of the film in several documentaries. By all accounts, the film is almost complete;it does not need to be an appreciation of a film that never had a chance to come together -- like THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WIND.
Six million is nothing today. Let's get it done;let's get it done now.
Glenn
