Review of Citizen Kane (1941) by Pauline Kael for The New Yorker — 29 Jul 1990
It's a visual feast, from the moody, horror-flick style opening which hovers over the gates of man-made mountain Xanadu, to the opera-house scene when we levitate hundreds of metres from Susan's awful stage debut to the workmen flinching in the rafters.
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This review of Citizen Kane (1941) was written by Pauline Kael and published by The New Yorker on 29 Jul 1990.
Citizen Kane has generally received very positive reviews.
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