Citizen Kane is perhaps the one American talking picture that seems as fresh now as the day it opened. It may seem even fresher.
“Every day of the year where the water is 76, day and night, and the waves roll high, I take my sled, without runners, and coast down the face of the big waves that roll in at Waikiki.”
“All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army.”