A movie is only as good as its actors, which explains in part why every single movie that Marlon Brando took part of was exemplary. But The Man himself is a worrisome topic for me. There are moments, from some nearly forgotten era, where he would grace the screen in gorgeous grey tones, and speak in a way that made me shiver in my Snuggie... And then there are moments, that usually found him in a bloated rambling state, that make my heart swell. What happened? ...my thoughts on The Man.
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