Last Polka In Albania

Last Polka in AlbaniaWe open on a wind-swept street in downtown Tirana. Marlon Brando appears, an obvious American in a land that will always be strange to him. He is hatless and tieless and his shaggy locks dance blithely in the breeze, contrasting sharply with the anguish that scars his handsome hawklike face. His eyes are wet with tears and he screams at a passing citizen: "What a fucking country!" "True," says the citizen, "but what else can one do in Albania?"...