On the Waterfront

It never ages.

It’s been 66 years since Marlon Brando first raged in the backseat of a cab, telling Rod Steiger, “I coulda’ had class. I coulda’ been a contender. I could’ve been somebody,” and none of the power has drained from the scene.

Corruption swirling around him, beat-down boxer Terry Malloy is a lone man standing against the wolves who run the docks, his only true friends the pigeons who can’t backtalk him.

It’s a master class in method acting, played out in gorgeous, moody black and white.

One of the few times the Oscars got it right, really right.

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