Citizen Kane has a promising start; we the viewers are first introduced to a shot of Xanadu Mansion, and for those who are dictionary-savvy, xanadu is a term used to describe a paradise. So keeping this in mind, it becomes a paradox to what our anti-hero has become; it has never been finished in his lifetime. Its creator merely goes out with the words "Rosebud" on his lips, triggering one of the most extensive newspaper findings since the Willbrook Institute scandal or the latest presidential election. The deceased man's former home represents dreams unrealized and crushed, which brings us into the themes of lost innocence, materialism, and alienation.
There is little to see about loss of innocence at the moment, except for his ex-wife Susan, an opera singer now reduced to singing in night clubs. She doesn't say it outright, but from her reaction and the way she drinks, she still has feelings for Charles Foster Kane. It's also fitting that the journey begins with a newsreel and a dark room, where one of the reporters scour the nation for the truth about Kane and what Rosebud actually meant.
The way the film is presented, it is a mystery, but deep down, it is a man's journey from rags to riches to near bankruptcy set to the backdrop of yellow journalism, a newreporting style where the events are seen from a subjective point of view and blown out of proportion to the point that it becomes libel. For some reason, anti-heroes interest me more than a typical hero does; one minute he was popular enough to run for President, the next one the public burns effigies and hoist all sorts of abuse on their protest signs. It's a shame that we had to stop the film before we truly meet Kane's parents; I wonder what would've happened if Mrs. Kane let Mr. Kane be more involved with their son's life. One thing's for certain. The talk with Mr. Thatcher doesn't look promising in the slightest. Yet I can't help but think it's a little extreme. I may be seeing this the wrong way, but it looks like the Bank's taking custody of him. Maybe it's the trick of the eyes, but it's just me. It's better to see the rest of the film. We're only roughly six, seven minutes in...
Your mind is very incisive,and you write beautifully.
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