Okay, and then I am non supposed to say anything about other user's comments, just I should mention that reading those comments is what lead me to write this...I don't know if this is an enjoyable flick experience, but it is nonetheless a triumph of cinema.
This motion-picture show has very lilliputian to exercise with sex. It also has very fiddling to do with the tango, and we might want to add it has little to do with Paris. Someone one time told me this picture show is about an American businessman. Out of curiosity, are all American's traveling in Europe businessmen? I call back not. First of all, he was a boxer, a bongo player, he married a wealthy woman, merely nowhere did I encounter this man as working for some corporation. This man had piffling coin, and he didn't need a 'serious' career.
This film is nearly abuse; a parable about the overly masculine father who sexually abuses his own son; a child driveling by his alcoholic parents; a widower who is abused by his animalistic but deadly honest wife. This movie is nearly a religious zealot for a mother-in-law in constant denial who shows more interest in her daughter's corpse than in her life. This movie is about an idealistic no-longer teenager who perhaps finds truthful love the merely time in her life, but pays a terrible cost. Information technology is as though she has bitten from the forbidden fruit and constitute that love is an illusion.
To say Brando is superb misses the point. I simply know no other actor that could have pulled this off. His facial expressions are uncanny. It is a near plumbing fixtures bookend to Street Motorcar Named Desire. I simply cannot deny the terminal elevator scene. But different Streetcar, Brando portrays a vivid understanding of the sensitivity towards women and towards human being that few men are capable of grasping, and few women could probably appreciate. Brando is himself. But Brando is himself because he understands his character, non because he plays himself.
This movie is an existential parody of the nature of guild. It is a bitter reflection of homo frailty and vanity. Information technology is a tragedy of a human who has really found a way to transcend his ain suffering, who has somehow managed to cut through the illusions that all of us carry day-to-twenty-four hour period. Just with that knowledge, he finds himself utterly lone (as and so many users here seem attestation.)
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