A Streetcar Named Desire

This made for TV movie of the classic Tennessee Williams play was produced following the Broadway revival starring Jessica Lange and Alex Baldwin, that was not critically well-received. Given the Hollywood marquee names of the stars, the idea that a film would be made with them is not too surprising, though we were deprived of Amy Madigan's Stella. (Ironically Lange's performance on stage had been criticized as being 'for the camera').

Given the gay context of Blanche DuBois as a fading old maid at 30, Lange is too old to play her, and her sturdy physicality works against the standard interpretation of Blanche as an Ophelia-ish lightweight. (Lange's waist makes the idea that Blanche has not gained weight in 10 years unintentionally funny). However Lange provides redemptive brilliant touches, that make her Blanche more accessible than that of Vivien Leigh in the 1951 feature, with Leigh's theatrical Gothic Blanche looking as if she would fit into The Munsters. (Don't get me started on Ann-Margret and the way she threw away Williams' lines in her TVM). Lange has fun with the southern accent, and makes you appreciate the beauty and wit of Williams' language. Witness what she does with Blanche's story of the death of her first husband, which director Glenn Jordan rewards her with a close-up for the climax, where she is touching in her hesitance and sorrow. Lange also looks very beautiful in half-shadow when Blanche confesses her indiscretions, though she is lit so well otherwise that the idea that Mitch has never seen Blanche 'properly' reads as silly. The mature Lange mannerisms - her giggling, whispering, preening and fidgeting - draw attention to the performance, and she does not use her low vocal tones enough, but still, this is a performance we should be glad has been captured.

Baldwin does not repeat the mistake of Treat Williams in the A-M TVM. He does not try to imitate Brando, but rather underplays his Stanley, which also does not detract from the character's cruelty. Baldwin shows his attraction to Lange's Blanche, which Brando never really did with Leigh, and his hairy chest still alludes to the hunk appeal that Stanley has for Stella. John Goodman's casting as Mitch was presumably at the suggestion of Lange, since he has appeared with her in many films, and he supplies delicate line readings. I suppose Diane Lane was cast as Stella for her earthiness, but she doesn't really match up as Lange's sister, and doesn't suggest the breeding Stella is supposed to have had.

Jordan doesn't get in Lange's way for the most part, and he succeeds in translating the piece fluidly from theater into film, though one shot of Blanche and Mitch standing apart on a porch makes us imagine how this would look on stage. The only time we are aware of the camera-work is in the last scene, where he repeats a shot of Blanche as she screams, somewhat gratuitously. That last scene is handled simply, with Blanche's fate and Lange's casting inevitably drawing parallels with Frances Farmer.

Although this version of the play allows for what was censored in the original production eg Blanche's husband's being a 'degenerate, thematically the treatment still has some trouble spots. Here Blanche seems to offer little resistance to Stanley's rape, and Stella does not reject Stanley once her sister is taken away. That rape remains as an in-balance in the power struggle - something you would think to be unforgivable by Stella, and certainly undeserving to Blanche. She may have been a relative overstaying her welcome, but is Blanche believable as a force that could destroy Stanley's marriage?

Tennessee Williams is a legend. This play is a true masterpiece. So it's worth watching it no matter how the actors do. And they do pretty well. Alec Baldwin gives us possibly his best acting, but possibly Jessica Lange doesn't reach this level, while having a role most actresses would beg for years to have. John Goodman is fine and gives a perspective of Mitch I hadn't in mind but he's a bit characterized as a comedy type and possibly that creates problems. Diane Lane is ok but nothing special (it's the less demanding role anyway). The scenery is better than the original film but the film has been PC transformed. Too mild for what Williams wanted to show.

Having played Blanche duBois myself, I'm hypercritical of all other actresses who tackle A Streetcar Named Desire. I've only given compliments to two other actresses: Cate Blanchett (in the modern remake Blue Jasmine) and Jessica Lange in the tv version. Jessica is a very attractive woman and can handle Southern belle in her sleep, but she didn't rest on her laurels for Blanche. She truly studied the script and the character - it showed.

John Goodman reunited with his Everybody's All-American costar and played Mitch. Although Mitch isn't the hardest role to play, Goodman was a good casting choice and delivered a solid performance. A surprising pick was Diane Lane as Stella. Stella is usually portrayed as a frumpy woman, a contrast to her sister's elegance. Audiences are almost supposed to think she sunk to where she belonged when she chose Stanley for a husband. But you can see the good breeding in Diane. When Jessica continually says she thinks her sister could have done better, we agree with her. For although Stanley is played by a good-looking man, we don't understand why she sunk down in the mud. Diane also doesn't play Stella as "mealy-mouthed". She's been beaten down, but once upon a time, she had as much energy as her sister. It's an interesting take on the role, and I appreciated it.

Alec Baldwin played Stanley Kowalski, and although he ticked all the boxes of acting as an uncouth slob, he didn't really delve any deeper into the character. A dirty shirt and a swagger helps with an initial impression, but a good actor knows not to rely on them. It felt like he was "acting", and it didn't feel like Jessica Lange was. She truly was Blanche. She used her femininity: giggling, trying to appear smaller than her frame, moving her hands with grace, and trying to soothe everything with a smile. Smiling is very ladylike, and underneath all her fluff was a simmering fear - fear that she'll be found out, fear that she'll crack, and fear that her coping mechanisms won't work. Jessica used the script, filled in the cracks, and gave a multi-dimensional performance that makes you say, "Vivien who?"

In exact opposition to the 1984 Ann Margret version, this Streetcar ride starts of a bit jittery but manages to find its footing soon enough. This is especially true , imo, ofJessica Lange's take on Blanche. Not a fanof it at first, especially the stereotypical and annoying breathless thing she does with her voice to convey a lady. She also seems to lack some vulnetability, and I echo the belief , as superficial as it may be, that Lange is a bit..er..big and buxomy for the part, not frail enough, which is needed. However as the film progresses so does she and when the s---t starts hitting the fan, Lange finally starts shinning as she should, and in the last scene she is just tremendous...Lange doesnt play her as berserk and crazy like Ann Margret, but just as a completely broken woman...its heartbreaking. As far as Stanley, Baldwin is my absolute favorite Stanley (and Ive seen quite a few, Im sort of obsessed with this play) after Brando.Why? He plays up Stanley's humanity....you see his hurt, not just when he thinks Stella might leave him, but his genuine hurt at being looked at as a brainless ape. He's charming and even warm (ish) to Blanche at times..and unlike Brando, even gets that Stanley is just as intimidated and attracted to Blanche as she is to him. This Stan is a fairly nice , decent, blue collar guy driven to uglyness because this woman just pushes the wrong buttons. He's handsome but not the sexual beast that in the Brando version eclipses, wrongly at times, the meaning of the play. Lane is wonderfull, sweet and well meaning, conflicted and in pain as Stella Goodman as Mitch leaves much to be desired ( as the actor later afmitted himself). The setting is well done and the best part is Williams play is unadultarated in this version, almost word for word the original play as written. Chose this over the 84 version if you can

Wow. Still reeling from this one several hours later. What a true and deep and affecting performance from Jessica Lange plus the usual intelligent and imaginative choices from Alec Baldwin. I've seen a few productions of this, plus the Brando movie. I have never before been left with such depth of feeling for ALL of those characters trying to find their feet again in the conflicts and complexities of that post World War 2 society.