We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
This production of Richard lll is a stunner, according to my family including my theatrical pupette, and the reviews. It's traveled around the world, now finishing up at BAM in New York until March 4. (Trailer of the performance at the link). Worth a trip to Brooklyn.
It's a joint production of the Old Vic, BAM, and Neal Street, known as "The Bridge."
“Mr. Spacey gives fierce and flashy physical life to every twist of a power-mad man’s corkscrew mind.” —The New York Times
In November, the University of Nevada, Reno put on a production of Hamlet in the Original Pronunciation starring Ben Crystal, the actor interviewed in the clip. You can see photos from the production at one of his blogs. http://yearoftheprince.blogspot.com/2012/01/hamlet-contemporary-world-premiere-in.html
Fascinating! Now I understand why the Irish and the Welsh do Shakespeare so well. They're not speaking with an accent, that's how they still speak.
Some fifty-odd years back, as best memory serves, a group of linguists from the United Kingdom came to the United States to study how folks in the "back hills" would speak Elizabethian English. Much to their surprise, our hillbillies spoke the language quite well, even to proper rhyming and word play...all without ever intending to do so. I guess this means that Larry The Cable Guy has a whole new career ahead of him doing Hamlet.
"Oh fie Cursed Bird Dog! Thou hast causest me to become more knowing of things and that against my tender Will."
Act 1, the Tempest is at full fury and the mariners are in panic. Ariel says
Not a soul
But felt a fever of the mad and play'd
Some tricks of desperation. All but mariners
Plunged in the foaming brine and quit the vessel,
Then all afire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand,
With hair up-staring,--then like reeds, not hair,--
Was the first man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty
And all the devils are here.'
I read David Crystal's book "The Stories of English" at the shore one summer (2004-5?). Couldn't put it down all week it was so fascinating. Forever linked in my mind with The Outer Banks of North Carolina.