"I Doubled for Orson Welles"

No, I didn't visit his corpse; I was afraid, if I tottered in, swollen so fat myself on medication, muffed and gnarled with disappointments, I might shock the souvenir hunters- like a scene I once wrote for the Bs, the living dead lurching into view, the bit players flailing their arms, gasping...

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Published inLiterature film quarterly Vol. 16; no. 2; pp. 141 - 142
Main Authors Goldstein, Laurence, Anderegg, Michael, Anderegg, Jeanne
Format Journal Article
LanguageEnglish
Published Salisbury Salisbury State College 01.04.1988
Salisbury University
Subjects
Fitzgerald, F Scott (1896-1940)
Poetry
Welles, Orson (1915-1985)
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Summary:No, I didn't visit his corpse; I was afraid, if I tottered in, swollen so fat myself on medication, muffed and gnarled with disappointments, I might shock the souvenir hunters- like a scene I once wrote for the Bs, the living dead lurching into view, the bit players flailing their arms, gasping out a ghostly name- Orson, they'd cry, Orson.
ISSN:0090-4260
2573-7597