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John Cho as William Shakespeare in Drunk History

“John Cho as William Shakespeare” must be the most beautiful string of words I’ve ever read.
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yknow if romeo had just Cried on juliets corpse for a couple hours instead of drinking poison Right Then they would have been Fine

The moral of the story is: always take time to cry for a few hours before making important decisions.

So I’m more or less being facetious here, but this is actually a thing.

Hamlet is genre savvy. Hamlet knows how Tragedies work, and he’s not going to rush in and get stabby without making absolutely certain he’s got all the facts.

Except once he thinks he has all the facts – once he’s certain that it really is the ghost of his father and Claudius really did kill him, he rushes in and stabs the wrong guy, which starts a domino line of deaths and gets Laertes embroiled in his own revenge tragedy and ultimately results in the deaths of nearly every character other than Horatio.

That’s the irony and the tragedy of the story. Hamlet knows his tropes and actively tries to avoid them, and the tropes get him anyway. It’s inevitable, the tropes are hungry.

I want a sticker that says the tropes are hungry so I can put it on my laptop

i met a scholar once who said that tragedies aren’t about a silly “flaw” or anything, it’s about having a hero who’s just in the wrong goddamn story

if hamlet swapped places with othello he wouldn’t be duped by any of iago’s shit, he’d sit down & have a good think & actually examine the facts before taking action. meanwhile in denmark, othello would have killed claudius before act 2 could even start. but instead nope, they’re both in situations where their greatest strengths are totally useless and now we’ve got all these bodies to bury.
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“I would eat his heart in the marketplace” is legit the most savage line I have ever heard, I’d like to personally thank Shakespeare for putting into words that feeling of rage and protectiveness women get when some fuckboy hurts another woman
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oh! I have to tell you guys a great story one of my professors told me. So he has a friend who is involved in these Shakespeare outreach programs where they try to bring Shakespeare and live theatre to poor and underprivileged groups and teach them about English literature and performing arts and such. On one of their tours they stopped at a young offenders institute for women and they put on a performance of Romeo and Juliet for a group of 16-17 year old girls. It was all going really well and the girls were enjoying and laughing through the first half - because really, the first half is pretty much a comedy - but as the play went on, things started to get quiet. Real quiet. Then it got up to the suicide scene and mutterings broke out and all the girls were nudging each other and looking distressed, and as this teacher observed them, he realised - they didn’t know how the play ended. These girls had never been exposed to the story of Romeo and Juliet before, something which he thought was impossible given how ubiquitous it is in our culture. I mean, the prologue even gives the ending away, but of course it doesn’t specify exactly how the whole “take their life” thing goes down, so these poor girls had no idea what to expect and were sitting there clinging to hope that Romeo would maybe sit down for a damn minute instead of murdering Paris and chugging poison - but BAM he died and they all cried out - and then Juliet WOKE UP and they SCREAMED and by the end of the play they were so upset that a brawl nearly broke out, and that’s the story of how Shakespeare nearly started a riot at a juvenile detention centre

Apparently something similar happened during a production of Much Ado at Rikers Island because a bunch of inmates wanted to beat the shit out of Claudio, which is more than fair tbh
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Bringing this meme back (do we still do memes on LJ?) because it's my favourite.

When you see a Shakespeare quotation in a journal, post one in yours.
By your most gracious pardon,
I sing but after you.

My salad days,
When I was green in judgment, cold in blood,
To say as I said then! But come, away;
Get me ink and paper:
He shall have every day a several greeting,
Or I’ll unpeople Egypt.
- Antony and Cleopatra, Act I, Scene V

I had such a ACADEMIC crush on my undergrad Shakespeare professor (he was a grandpa). But he was so kind, learned everyone's names in about a week, would randomly start quoting passages from memory in the middle of a lecture, and one time dragged the poor TA up to the front to re-enact a scene between Antony and Cleopatra with him (he played the part of Cleo). I think A & C was one of his favourites (consequently what I wrote my final essay on--GOT AN A \o/). He told us about using a passage from it in a Valentines card for his wife because he thought it was the most romantic.

Siiiiigh. Yeah, when my cousin came to visit me that year and came to that class she said I embarrassed her because I was sitting there, sighing dreamily at him and fluttering my eyelashes à la Indiana Jones.

Of course, he wasn't the only one. I also had a Classics professor known colloquially around campus as the Silver Fox. I had friends who would give up their spare periods to come to class with me. And then in first year I had a psych prof with a super lovely accent and super tight jeans. ;D

You can definitely see the thread beginning there in my penchant for only being attracted to the unavailable. ("What's your type?" "Oh, married grey-haireds or wholly fictional. You?")

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Because I've been scrounging Shakespeare clips on Youtube all morning. And because sometimes I really miss being an English major.

MEME: When you see a Shakespeare quotation in a journal, post one in yours.

But, I beseech your Grace, pardon me; I was born
to speak all mirth and no matter.

Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in
a merry hour.

No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there
was a star danced, and under that was I born.
- Much Ado About Nothing, Act II Scene I
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I miss going to live theatre; I haven't been very often since highschool. Finally got myself to Shakespeare by the Sea last night--we saw a pretty good show of Macbeth. Points to the Witches who were extra, extra creepy. And to Lady M who was, as with most productions, fabulous. It's not my absolute favourite Shakespeare, but it did remind me of one of my favourite scenes from Slings and Arrows. Geoffrey is working with a group of corporate suits, ostensibly teaching them Shakespearian managerial techniques, but really just fucking around with some text.

Really, how can one not fall in love with Geoffrey Tennant? How??? ;DDD
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Memes galore.

When you see a Shakespeare quote in a journal, post one in yours.

Be not afeard: the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum upon mine ears; and sometimes voices,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd
I cried to dream again.
- The Tempest III.2.130-8

And just for kicks: When you see a Buffy quote in a journal, post one in yours.

"Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after."
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My friend shared this link with me, and I thought I'd pass along the favour.


Ophelia removed "moody princes" from her interests.

Hamlet posted an event: A Play That's Totally Fictional and In No Way About My Family

Hee. &hearts
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Ganked from [livejournal.com profile] elizalavelle: When you see a Shakespeare quote in a journal, post one in yours

Appropriate for the recent Who episode, and also because I just finished the first two seasons of Slings and Arrows. *good Canadian television SQUEE* So... can I post two? I'm going to post two.

My favourite Hamlet: Act II. Scene II. Oh God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.

And King Lear: Act IV. Scene I. As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods, they kill us for their sport.


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