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For actresses in theater, Blanche DuBois is like a female version of Hamlet and Willy Loman and Uncle Vanya, all crammed together and going nuts together in a tiny, hot New Orleans apartment. Tennessee Williams’ blasted heroine of A Streetcar Named Desire (“As you may have noticed,” she says early on, “I’m not very well”) is a role that requires the performer to walk the tightrope without a net — or not at all. But what Gillian Anderson is doing at St. Ann’s Warehouse in Brooklyn right now (through June 4) is not simply walking a tightrope without a net. Anderson is up on the wire in five-inch high heels, with a bottle of booze in one hand and a feather boa in the other, taunting gravity with every gesture to bring her crashing to the ground.
“A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRE: EW STAGE REVIEW,” JOE MCGOVERN, ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY
