Apologies for the title. I realise it's probably the worst I've ever written, and I am feeling the shame, but the link is well-worth clicking on.
Prince thought is was sad when doves cry. I happen to think it's sadder when great people get fat, old and do advertisements for frozen peas. This clip shows that there is something in the old man's head reminding him that he is, after all, Orson Welles, and that there is something wrong with the [picture in which he sits hawking frozen food-produce to the brain-dead of the world. Consider it a cautionary tale, kids...
So, click here, and remember why it's better to be James Dean than Marlon Brando.