So David Tennant is holding a real human skull?
Wasn’t that a major plot point in that BBC series about a Shakespeare theatre, the name of which escapes me at the moment?
Shakespeare makes life better.
So David Tennant is holding a real human skull?
Wasn’t that a major plot point in that BBC series about a Shakespeare theatre, the name of which escapes me at the moment?
Is he right?
This author, who finds that he shares his wedding anniversary (November 28) with Shakespeare and Anne Hathaway (is that the confirmation I was looking for?), decides to recite a sonnet for his wife. The one he chooses is 130, the famous “My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun…”
Is that appropriate? Is his interepretation accurate? I’ve always been curious about that one.
Catherine Eaton’s Corsetless seems like a familiar idea — a character who speaks only in lines from Shakespeare. I always take a passing interest in such projects, although they tend to suffer from a problem that the author of the review notes — it’s hard to make your mind stop saying “Ok, that was from Hamlet…that was from Romeo and Juliet….”
How about an up to date psychiatric reading of our favorite Dane?
Sure there’s been Freudian analysis of Hamlet since…well, Freud. It’s not new. He makes a good subject. I liked this one because it reads like Psych homework: “here’s a brief summary of the patient, here’s the emotions he’s experiencing, here’s how I characterize him and why, here’s how I would treat him…” I think it’s a bit more approachable than some of the traditional papers done on the subject.
Should I really mark down November 28 as Shakespeare’s wedding anniversary? Or is that just one of those “best guesses” that academics come up with, like that time I read that Romeo and Juliet’s wedding would have been in…March, I think they said. Seems like we should be able to know Shakespeare’s anniversary date (we have his baptism, after all), but it occurs to me that I just don’t know it.