a with streetcar name desire and i have see this twice now and and still can not say i would recommend it and except for james michael bobby ( the cowboy ) a it seductive and off kilter blanche dubois . whether he pursue his fate by loll and cavort and or chop wood in desert heat and the cowboy be an odd and heartfelt portrayal of a tender and lose boy on the edge of crazy and especially in scene with elyse mirto a the crazy and lose mrs. who still tender and despite be craze by gregory christian a her manipulative and cowardly and deceitful hubby ( imagine jeff goldblum without charm ) . still and the second time i watch it i rewound the last 5 minute and finally figure out that this be a fairy tale right from the opening scene and where a hustler let u know that money can not buy him . since the entire show could be put on under a big tree in the back yard and the word matter most here and so that the performance have character to inhabit in tell their story . but the story settle for the tinsel of a fairy tale rather than their timeless truth and sometimes dark and that make the great one memorable . dialogue develop the role of the mrs. a a woman who be cruelly convinced it her fault she be deny even affection for the last year and do her best to set thing right . her fantasy be that thing ever be . the script be good in show that hubby and who call her a bitch at her least expression of frustration and do so a a cruel excuse for his stunted humanity . hubby fantasy be that he can stuff married respectability down his wife throat and still have a piece of it expect decency to tempt the cowboy . but rather than tempt and taunt and and twist and a hubby be clearly bear to do and he rush by the author fantasy into surrender to the cowboy and who wish for a fateful and fairy tale romance be at least grant in a fairy tale traditional trickster manner . too bad this surrender to tinsel rather than truth slam the door on the potential dynamic for tragic tension and leave a melodrama limply collapse like the deflated bosom of a disheveled belle in a dim parlor and tease her damp wrist with a letter opener .