You might not like this film for the typical reasons you see a film for. It's not like Star Wars or Rocky or The Godfather. There are no easy victories, or easy resolutions — or even hard ones that are clearly spelled out, even for the typical high school kid. You see it because you've heard that one of the great actors of all time, Marlon Brando, gives one of the best performances of his life as Stanley Kowalski: the hard-headed, dim-witted, abusive husband stuck in postwar New Orleans poverty. But Vivian Leigh's performance as Blanche DuBois, Kowalski's antebellum sister-in-law, blows you away every bit as much, perhaps even more. This is American cinema not just at its height, but at a remarkably early pivot point in its history. Way ahead of its time, it transforms the silver screen to grey: From the glamor-at-any-cost Hollywood of old to the gritty, seedy underside — of poverty and of humanity —and a new kind of realism seldom seen before on the screen. It's also an intense, can't-miss psychological drama with vast potential to entertain, provoke, and talk about long after the closing credits.