Movie Review: A Streetcar Named Desire

What can I say that's new and hasn't already been said about this movie? Not much. What I'm hoping to do is remind people that there are many good movies that are still out there, all one has to do is open their eyes.

I rented this title after I heard Marlon Brando died. I figured it was time to visit it again. I was glad I did.

My partner and I had a discussion during the movie that defined the concept of classic. As we watched Marlon Brandon, delts flaring on the steps outside of his apartment, screaming, "Stellllaaaa!" we wondered, if there was a remake, who could do it?

Now think about this, folks. A Streetcar Named Desire has been remade numerous times. Not on the big screen, but on stage. It was a play and it becomes very apparent. You can look away and the dialogue is so crisp and descriptive, it sounds like a radio show. There was a time when dialogue and acting was all that was needed to propel drama. But I digress from my point. My point is, everytime this play is performed, EVERYONE compares it to this movie. Heck, if you were forced to read this in a lit class, Marlon's shirtless black and white photo is plastered on the cover.

This defines a classic; its wholly it's own, there's no way you can repeat it. Star Wars first three movies are classic; its current add-ons are not. They don't have that spark. Yul Brenner is the only person you can identify as the King in the King and I.

We could not find a decent example of who could play that role other then Marlon Brando. Same goes for Kim Hunter and Vivien Leigh.

They define classic. An excellent movie. Yes, it's long and boring, but if you can appreciate art, you'll do fine.