Anne Applebaum

The slow poison of praise

issue 10 June 2006

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More than 60 years after its release, Citizen Kane still regularly appears on pretty much every critics’ list of the ‘Greatest Films of All Time’. If it is also regularly mentioned as one of the most overrated films of all time, that too is a testament to the power of its reputation. Not only do critics admire Citizen Kane, they also feel that they are somehow obliged to admire it, as if failure to do so were an indicator of bad taste.

But if the critics overdo their praise now, the problem was far worse when the film first appeared. In 1941, there weren’t reams of ‘experimental’ and ‘independent’ film-makers flooding the film-school cutting rooms with their originality. Back then, Orson Welles, the producer-director-star of Citizen Kane, was competing with Ginger and Fred, and movies involving 100 dancing girls dressed in rhinestones and feathers. So when Citizen Kane appeared, writes Simon Callow, the reviewers ‘unanimously acclaimed [Welles] as the most original, the most intelligent, the most important film-maker of the day — perhaps of all time’.

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