I directed him in a scene in The Lady of Shanghai. He said, ‘Why don’t you watch me and you direct me in this scene?’ so I said ‘Oh fine,’ So I sat in the chair and he said, ‘Now watch me and tell me what I do whether it is right or wrong’ so I watched it and he finished the scene and he says, ‘Well mama what did you think of it?’ and I said ‘You overacted it,’ imagine me telling him that, but he wanted the truth and I told him. And he was very pleased that I was honest with him.
As Jacques Doniol-Valcroze has rightly observed, the average American moviegoer couldn’t forgive Welles for killing off Rita. Even worse, he let her die like a bitch on the floor of a hellish chamber while he walked out indifferently, eager to have things over and done with, without even obeying the elementary rule that the heroine should be paid the courtesy of dying in the arms of the rugged sailor. For some years, the misogyny of the American cinema has become a commonplace of intellectual criticism. Rita Hayworth was undoubtedly one of its first victims, and remains, through Welles’ genius, its most glorious martyr. - André Bazin, “Orson Welles: A Critical View”