Young Lions

A deformed Montgomery Clift, a drunk Dean Martin, and Marlon Brando as a bottle blonde SS officer taught me some important lessons about the 2nd World War. Do you have any idea how hard it is to run a concentration camp? Between having to kill thousands of people a day, dealing with Berlin's pestering phone calls, and listening to dying people's moans, it was a hard day's work for these loyal Germans. Oh wait the movie was supposed to make me sympathetic to the plight of the Jews, not the Germans, I must have missed that memo.
Brando's pseudo-Germanic sissy boy whine was almost enough to make me bend him over my knee and go get the butter (I'll save that for when I watch the Last Tango in Paris). As far as Montgomery Clift, as hideous a monster as he became after the car wreck, is he really supposed to pass off as one of the chosen people? Woody Allen awkward hand gestures aside, I wasn't buying it. And Dino? My guess is that he already missed that Jew Jerry Lewis and wanted to win his affections back by playing a Jew-lover in the film. It was worth it, just to hear him called "fat and sassy" at one point. Fat. And Sassy. I can relate.