Citizen Kane is considered the best movie of all times almost everywhere. Without a doubt, the director Orson Welles and his operator Gregg Toland have made a revolution in cinema by creating something unseen until that moment. The question is why they decided that the symbol of this revolution must be gray mediocrity.

With their decision to create Citizen Kane, Wells and Toland turn a boring superficial movie into an emblematic creation in the history of cinema. This cannot be anything else but a betrayal of genius in the name of frailty. What kind of man will waste his talent on making nonsense? Who would force the world to look again and again into the same vomit so he can remind himself that he could shoot something actually beautiful instead? A man who doesn’t respect his own abilities is worthy of nothing else but contempt.

Citizen Kane doesn’t exist. There are no characters, no storyline, no motives. This article would’ve not been here either if it wasn’t for the hysterical screaming of the world that keeps saying that this… thing has some value.

It took us only two hours of meaningless dialogues and the absence of any action whatsoever to understand the great idea that money isn’t everything. The interesting thing is that Kane himself was too superficial to get obsessed with his wealth. He wasn’t able to achieve even that. His ridiculous women were there because never before in cinema we had seen the character of a pathetic woman and it was mandatory that someone finally plays it. Maybe that was also a part of the movie revolution.

Another attempt for a motive, taken out from a fourth-grade girl’s lexicon, was that the life of a man cannot be described with a single word. And like it wasn’t enough that it’s so superficial, this statement is not even true.

The only thing resembling a character was Charles Foster Kane. The extremely bizarre role of the lonely rich man became more and more boring with every minute. He did outshine the others, of course, because after all, he was the only one that tried to simulate some pride. Unfortunately, the boredom took over.

In the end, we solved the mystery with the notorious rosebud. I will quote my thought when I saw the last scene of the movie:

A childhood memory? Seriously?

A film that reveals to us the shocking truth that childhood is important and money cannot give meaning to our lives. And yes, the message is correct, but instead of wasting hours at the cinema, we can always learn this by simply playing a chalga song.