Set in the French Quarter of post WWII New Orleans, desperate and neurotic Blanche DuBois searches for someplace and someone to call her own when she is forced out of her hometown after trying to seduce a teenage boy whom she was teaching. What she finds is a wild town filled with characters more desperate than herself — namely the brutish Stanley who is in love with Blanche’s sister Stella and deeply mistrusts Blanche and her shadowy past. –Inbaseline
Kazan was born Elias Kazancoglu in Istanbul to a Greek father from Kayseri, Turkey and a Greek mother from Istanbul, where her family were cotton merchants who imported cotton from Manchester, England, and sold it wholesale in Istanbul to various merchants, both Greek and Turkish, who took the goods out to the provinces. His family emigrated to the United States in 1913 and settled in New York City, where his father, George Kazanjoglu, became a rug merchant. Kazan’s father expected that his son would go into the family business, but his mother, Athena (née Sismanoglou), encouraged Kazan to make his own decisions. His family name ‘Kazanjoglou’ (an alternate spelling is Kazantzoglou) is Turkish, meaning “The son of a cauldron maker”, where the root word ‘kazan’ means cauldron or boiler. It was and still is common to find people of Greek, Jewish, Assyrian, Armenian, and Kurdish lineage with Turkish family names or where the root words in the names are uniquely Turkish.
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A joy for the brilliant performances. Pitiful Blanche, played to insane perfection by Leigh, her beauty evident but fading along with her regal tattered wardrobe from her glory days, her face puffy and swollen from weariness and alcohol; Brando's snarling, violent, sexy beast Stanley, he fascinates with every movement, Hunter's startlingly sexualized Stella, Malden's mama's boy. With Kazan's script = perfection.
There is no mistake when you grab a Kazan-Brando feature, but Leigh's acting was so theatrical and annoying in the first 10 minutes that I thought I wouldn't be able to stand it, but I'm glad I did, cos it is just so damn good in the end!
Elia Kazan’s ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’ is a brilliant filmed record of a landmark play, but it’s more than that, its a multi-dimensional and insightful examination of the duality of man, the fight… read review
And who doesn’t wanna know about long rainy afternoons in New Orleans(during what I assume Williams tried to interpret as depression era)…when an hour isn’t just an hour, but a little piece of eternity… read review