In general, I like to read a work of literature before I see it performed (although then I am often disappointed when I see it). I didn’t have chance with this as I was already so familiar with the 1951 film version; Marlon Brando’s Stanley Kowalski stamped on my consciousness. So, reading it now I did picture Stanley as I saw him in the film and he did sound like Brando in my head but that isn’t a bad thing. And what a play this is! Each scene almost throbs with electricity until we are waiting for the storm to break, if only to get some relief.