October 29: War of the Worlds...

I just watched a documentary on Orson Welles' radio broadcast of War of the Worlds on PBS.  It was interesting.  I didn't really learn anything I didn't already know.  Welles was, to put it simply, a genius.  He knew how to get an audience worked up.  Panicked.  Terrified.

I admire Welles.  I admire the fact that he pushed the barriers of radio as a medium, the same way he pushed the barriers of film with Citizen Kane.  I hope, some day, I can do something as ground-breaking.  Of course, after Kane, Welles never did anything to equal it.  Unless you count Touch of Evil.

Maybe I should change the name of this blog to Citizen Marty or Saint Kane.  Maybe Touch of Marty, although that sounds like a porn site.

I just have one last thing to say:  "Rosebud..."

The Martians are coming!