Film

Guys and Dolls

Name: Guys and Dolls
Genre: Comedy, Crime, Romance
Released: 1955
Cast: Marlon Brando, Jean Simmons, Frank Sinatra, Vivian Blaine, Robert Keith

A candy-colored postcard from a New York that never existed, where gamblers rhyme, showgirls have hearts of gold, and Salvation Army missionaries can be won with a trip to Havana. Brando surprises you by singing at all, Sinatra glides through it like he owns the joint, and the whole thing runs on Damon Runyon's slangy, big-hearted crooks. Pure theatrical sugar for musical lovers.

TMDb rating

6.6

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