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Orson Welles, an eternal interest of mine, turned 100 this year. I've already written my Orson essay last year, but just saw
the New Yorker published an essay by Alex Ross, which not only gives a good overview but contains the information that the third volume of Simon Callow's biography is out. Note to self: acquire. Alex Ross favours McGilligan as a Wells biographer, but to me Callow is best - it's the being an actor himself that makes all the difference, imo. (To wit: no other biographer managed to make Welles' theatre productions come alive in this way. The movies, sure, but that's easier, since we can still all watch them, though not all of them and not always as intended.)

Incidentally, and speaking of essays, I'm too busy this year to do the December meme, but I am planning to do a January meme. Meanwhile, have another fanfiction reccomendation:

Jessica Jones:

The Last Real Man on Earth (1118 words) by anonymousAlchemist
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Jessica Jones (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Jessica Jones/Zebediah Killgrave
Characters: Zebediah Killgrave, Jessica Jones
Additional Tags: nothing is explicit b/c its from kilgraves pov but kilgrave is sort of his own warning, this is not a kilgrave apologist fic, but his perspective is interesting to say the least
Summary:

This is how you build a sociopath.

What the labels say, and very convincingly done, too.

BTW, this makes me frustrated again Orson Welles didn't live into the resurrgence of superhero movies. I mean, he certainly counts as one of the earliest incarnations of one, playing The Shadow on radio in the 1930s, but you just know he'd have taken a Marvel or DC assignment to direct one, on his perrennial quest for cash, and made something unique out of it, resulting in both infuriated and enthralled fandom.