Citizen Kane

A masterpiece, of course, it’s 1940s classy, with all aspects of the film coming together to send its message. Rife with symbolism throughout, including the superficially palatial but ultimately tomb-like character of Kane’s residence, Xanadu, the one-way-only relationships forged throughout his life, to even the opening and closing scenes focusing on the “no trespassing” signs barring entry into the tomb of his estate, and of course to Kane himself, the movie decries the essential selling of the child Kane for the sum of $50,000 per year. Deprived of proper parenting and nurturing in childhood, Kane the man finds it impossible to build and maintain meaningful relationships, despite immense material success. In all respects, this film never departs from its core axiom: a life filled with material riches but devoid of such meaningful human relationships is inevitably a barren one. It teaches a lasting lesson for those of today who preach success without the need for the nuclear family, from which a meaningful life must be formed.