Welles Euro-poseur reading of the end credits
The Trial, which I found to be a pretty fascinating experiment, was not a Rosetta Stone pointing the way forward for film in the 60s. That came a few years later with Blow Up, 2001, etc.
One of the more anitquated aspects of The Trial is Welle's affected, self-congratulatory, tone-destroying end credits (delivered via voice-over as those of The Magnificent Ambersons, 1942). Ever the needy Thespian, he delivers them with a phony British accent (slight) and forced genteel elocution, condescending to the audience. It just made me roll my eyes.
Please shut up, and let me consider the movie I just watched, instead of you.