Blanche, You Asked For It.

"God I hate her. What a needy bitch."

I do say my friend is correct when talking about Blanche DuBois, played by Vivien Leigh in Elia Kazan's film adaptation of Tennessee Williams' play, A Streetcar Named Desire. If you've seen or read Streetcar, you probably have an understanding of why we dislike Blanche. She constantly fishes for compliments, and refuses to be seen in normal light, often turning off lights or shadowing them. She's so flighty and fake and uhhg!!! If anyone ever deserved something bad happening to them, it's her. And no, I don't condone Stanley's actions, but....well....it's fiction so, yeah.

Oh Stanley. The first time I saw Marlon Brando walk into his dingy New Orleans flat, all sweaty and unrefined, well my life changed. Kinda. I seriously rewatched that opening scene a few times. You can ask my friends who sit with me in our Drama class. We watched the scene. I freaked out. Brando plays Kowalski in such a way that you feel sorry for him, and actually roots for him and his behavior. That's why Brando is the man. And a damn sexy one (at least pre-Godfather and Apocalypse Now).