You can keep your Liz Taylor screaming in her white sundresses, and your bellowing Marlon Brando in an undershirt bellowing outside Stella's window: I think Tennessee William's finest work isn't
A Streetcar Named Desire or
Suddenly Last Summer, or even
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. Genius as they all are, I think his most magical, lyrical play is
The Glass Menagerie.
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