For those who might have seen or considered it on ebay, someone who had taped a re-broadcast of this recreation of Welles' "War of the World" broadcast has transferred it to DVDs that he's auctioning off, there. As for any copyright implications, the original is old enough to qualify for public domain status, by now; but who knows?
A word to the wise, though: whereas the seller rates the image quality as 8-ish on a scale of 10, I would be hard pressed to agree, based on the darkish, blurry visuals my recently-arrived copy offers. So, caveat emptor.
I'm still happy to have it in my collection, mind you, despite the odd, overwrought dramatic side-stories that are intercut with the main event and other acts of artistic licence. I found I still rather enjoy the lead actor's Welles portrayal - an important bonus.
It was enough to get me to spring for a CD version of the original WOTW broadcast with a bonus interview thrown in of both OW and H.G. Wells together commenting on both the broadcast and on the then yet-to-be-released "Citizen Kane". I believe H.G. Wells' remark was that he was looking forward to hearing some "jolly good noises" in connection with the film upon its debut.
Interesting, too, in that conversation was OW drawing sympathetic attention to how Wells' "The Shape of Things to Come" and remarks he had delivered in an earlier speech about the world's future prospects offered some thoughful, though gloomy, support for "the less optimistic point of view".
I find that all the more fascinating, considering what was going on in OW's life at that time: still the brash boy wonder, still dining out on the celebrity WOTW had bestowed upon him with a hotly-anticipated and innovative film debut bearing directly down on him - truly, to quote James Cameron, "King of the World!" - ripe with every conceivable reason for unbridled optimism, and here he was being drawn, instead, to "the less optimistic point of view". Consider Charles Foster Kane's pathetic end and the impoverished obscurity awaiting the once-proud Amberson clan whose story he was keen to tell next. (Yes, I am mindful that the world being at war at the time would have had some influence, as well.) Was Welles so captivated by themes of melancholy and loss that his career trajectory had little option but to see his life imitate his art?
Even as I write that last sentence, I realize how trite it seems; and yet, faced with such evidence, I can't shake the thought, entirely.