The first time I watched A Streetcar Named Desire I made Kyleman wait for love and kisses after his long journey up to the G spot, while I finished watching the end; and I couldn't decide if I was satisfied or not.
Marlon Brando as Stanley was perfect. Young Marlon always makes me pretty happy, as Stanley he made me particularly happy even if he is supposed to be a rough character you aren't supposed to particularly like. When they say that Marlon shouting his infamous line, "Stella! Stella! Stellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" is fabulous, it truly is heart-wrenching. In the end I thought he was the sanest character though.
Stella seems to be the sane one throughout most with only her constant babying of Blanche and annoying me. This is especially true in the very end when Stanley makes the right decision for them all and Stella announces to her baby girl that he'll never touch either of them again and runs upstairs to the neighbour. Weirdo.
The infamous Blanche DuBois is such an over-dramatic, vain, Southern belle who turns out to be a former prostitute [or atleast sex maniac] kicked out of her teacher's job for getting mixed up with a 17 year old and becoming absolutely insane. In conclusion this inner 16 year old 40 year old gets put into an insane asylum - and well deserved - making me quite happy. But, if there was one part in the movie that made me feel bad for Blanche, it would be when her intended beau rejects her face to face after hearing of her history and essentially tries to rape her. Vivien Leigh is quite brilliant as Blanche though.
I've also decided that the ending would be a lot more perfect if they didn't have the aforementioned 'Stella announces to her baby girl that he'll never touch either of them again and runs upstairs to the neighbour' situation.
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