Ok, now I feel stupid.  My new pal Keri Cahill tells me in the comments that I might be interested in her group Rebel Shakespeare, which performs “Shakespeare by kids, for kids”.  It’s a series of summer programs for children as young as 5 years old to learn about Shakespeare, including performances of plays such as Henry V, As You Like It, and Romeo and Juliet.  The thing is she’s based in Salem, Massachusetts.  I live down the street from Salem, and have spent plenty of summers there.  How did I not know about this?! They appear to be doing As You Like It opposite Commonwealth Shakespeare down on Boston Common.  I wonder if that is by design?  I have to admit, if I’ve got to pick a show I’m going to go watch the professionals.  At least until my kids are in one of the productions :).

http://www.stylusmagazine.com/articles/staff_top_10/top-ten-shakespeare-hip-hop-analogues.htm This article isn’t really my thing, but it’s different enough to be worth a link.  The article offers up Shakespearean characters and their “hip-hop” counterparts.  For instance Henry V matches up with Jay-Z: Apollo could be the third person in this trinity. Totally the captain of everything around him; he can play the audience anyway he wants. Longevity (two Shakespearean Histories = the consistently excellent rap catalogue) and moments of pure transcendence (The St.Crispin’s Day speech/most of The Blueprint). No matter what’s happening, if he’s captain of my team, we’re not losing.

So this weekend I got back to the Improv theatre in town, which I last visited back in December.  We ended up very early (got the time of the show wrong), so as the dinner crowd left the guy who turns out to own the theatre came over to talk to us.  “Is this your first time at the Improv?” he asked. My wife informed him that while the couple we were with were newbies, she and I had been in December.  “We sat right over there in the front row,” I said.  “I’m the guy that likes to yell out Shakespeare! and then nobody else in the audience contributes anything.” “I remember you,” he said.  “Looks like a small audience tonight, so I’m not sure how much more we’ll get.” “I could yell out Ionesco if you prefer?  Beckett?” “See, we could do that,” he tells me, “But the you’d be the only person who gets it.” “Fair enough,” says I. As predicted they did not do the “theatre and film styles” game, and there were a total of about 12 people in the audience. Highlights: Cast member:  “Somebody in the audience shout out something you did today?  Something you really enjoyed?  Or, you know, something you hated?  Either one, really.” Me:  “Watched the kid’s soccer game.” Cast member:  “Watched the kid’s soccer game, ok great, thank you.  We’re gonna take that as something you hate, because we hate the little bastards, we really do, always kicking the ball the wrong way….”
Oh, and this.  One of our friends, who is a high school Spanish teacher, got called on stage for an “interview” segment. Interviewer:  So, tell us something bad that happened to you this week at work. Sarah:  Well I almost got restructured out of a job, but luckily it didn’t happen. Interviewer:  Really?  Tell us, what did you do to save your job? Me (from the audience):  She slept with the guidance counselor! Interviewer:  Tawdry! Me:  No, seriously. Interviewer:  So, Sarah, are you here with anybody tonight? Sarah:  My husband. Interviewer:  And what does your husband do? Sarah:  He’s the guidance counselor. Me:  I told you!   Last one: Cast:  Ok, for this next game we need you to tell us something you did this weekend for someone else that made you feel really good.  Anybody?  Anything, something that made you feel good about yourself.  Maybe you told someone they looked nice, or gave someone directions. Kerry (my wife, who is a physical therapist):  Taught someone how to walk. Cast:  Taught….someone how to walk.  Ok, great, thank you.  Now we all feel like total a-holes, don’t we?  Felt good about myself because I gave someone directions, what did you do?  Taught another person how to *walk*.  Very nice.

Sonnet 116 Moebius Bracelet Ok, here’s the thing. I absolutely love love love the idea of a Shakespeare quote on a Moebius strip as jewelry, it really crosses the whole “Shakespeare” and “geek” thing for me in a way few other things can. And I think I could actually get my wife to wear it. Here’s the problem – I hate the quote on that one (“Let not the marriage of true minds….”) At my wedding we used Sonnet 17: If I could write the beauty in your eyes, and in fresh numbers number all your graces, the age to come would say ‘This poet lies, such heavenly touched ne’er touched earthly faces’ I’ve looked and looked, and while I can find all kinds of prayers and other quotes on bracelets like this, I want Shakespeare. I just want a better quote. I’ve even consulted a jeweler for custom work, who basically said that it’s only feasible to make those if you do a large sheet and produce a massive amount of them, so doing a single custom job is not a meaningful option. So I’m throwing it out to there, anybody ever seen the Moebius bracelet with a Shakespeare quote that’s not 116? Silver or gold no matter (although truthfully it looks like the gold version typically runs upwards of 20x the cost of the silver one, yikes.)

It’s lunch.  So I popped in the last of my newly borrowed movies – Olivier’s Hamlet.
Here’s the thing, and whether it says something about Olivier or about Hamlet, I don’t know – but I opened up *randomly* – in this case, the scene just after “Give me some light” where Polonius tells Hamlet to go see his mother.
And you know what? It’s absolutely f^&*()ing brilliant. 
I have not seen this movie since senior year in high school (over 20 years ago) when Mr. Corey made us watch it.  My memories of it then are boring voiceovers, no Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, and a relationship with Mom that made Mr. Corey pause the movie and remember to mention the whole Oedipal theory to us.
Maybe it is not saying something about Hamlet or Olivier at all, but about my own changed perspective.  I’m sure that 20 years ago I was thinking “When is this movie over?”  Five minutes ago, after 10 seconds of this exact same movie, I was thinking “I want to hear every single word, catch every single facial expression, contemplate every single directorial choice.”  The way Hamlet just stops in mid conversation, points off into space and does the whole “Do you see yon cloud in the shape of a weasel” bit, the patronizing look on his face is wonderful, like “You stupid old man, how can you not possibly see that I see right through you?”  I wouldn’t have been surprised if Hamlet at that moment said, “Do a little dance for me, Polonius” just to watch the old man bust a move.
I was optimistic about the Welles movies because I’d never seen one, whereas I was dubious about Olivier because I had 20 year old memories of it being dull and boring.  Funny how things change.