Seems it was anything but:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/bookreviews/7094071/In-My-Fathers-Shadow-a-Daughter-Remembers-Orson-Welles-by-Chris-Welles-Feder-review.html. Interesting--you sort of assume that famous people go out with aplomb but that's often not the case. Sometimes, hardly anyone shows up to send them off and they end up buried in the corner of a less than auspicious cemetery. Welles was one of those guys who seemed to have had talent in spades but either wasted it or just fizzled out. I think he probably was brilliant or immensely talented but liked to eat and screw off a lot, so he never became the force everyone thought he would be. He went out schilling for cheap wine in the end, huffing around in his immense girth until keeling over at 70. That's no slam against cheap wine, either. I drank some last night and it went down well with a PayDay bar.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/bookreviews/7094071/In-My-Fathers-Shadow-a-Daughter-Remembers-Orson-Welles-by-Chris-Welles-Feder-review.html. Interesting--you sort of assume that famous people go out with aplomb but that's often not the case. Sometimes, hardly anyone shows up to send them off and they end up buried in the corner of a less than auspicious cemetery. Welles was one of those guys who seemed to have had talent in spades but either wasted it or just fizzled out. I think he probably was brilliant or immensely talented but liked to eat and screw off a lot, so he never became the force everyone thought he would be. He went out schilling for cheap wine in the end, huffing around in his immense girth until keeling over at 70. That's no slam against cheap wine, either. I drank some last night and it went down well with a PayDay bar.
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