#shakespeare and such

[bgsobvioustourist]

So according to Theo Solomon, Wyll would enjoy Shakespeare. And Gale drops a couple Shakespeare quotes in-game. (Maybe Faerûn got the plays through some bizarre interdimentional snag?)

This opens up the potential for the two of them to connect and communicate in the most ridiculously ornate- or piercingly sincere- ways possible. It also opens the gate for some world-class trolling. Imagine:

Wyll: [handing Gale a copy of Macbeth] Have you tried this one? I think you'd like it.

Gale: Of course I've tried it! I do appreciate you thinking of me, though. [flips through the pages] This is a very nice edition! Oh, heavens, did you fold one of these pages? [straightens out the corner of the page and flattens the crease]

Gale: Wait.

There on the dog-eared page, Wyll has underlined Act I, Scene 7, lines 25-28.

"I have no spur / to prick the sides of my intent, but only / Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, / And falls on th'other- "

[prokopetz]

One of my favourite bits of media history trivia is that back in the Elizabethan period, people used to publish unauthorised copies of plays by sending someone who was good with shorthand to discretely write down all of the play's dialogue while they watched it, then reconstructing the play by combining those notes with audience interviews to recover the stage directions; in some cases, these unauthorised copies are the only record of a given play that survives to the present day. It's one of my favourites for two reasons:

It demonstrates that piracy has always lay at the heart of media preservation; and

Imagine being the 1603 equivalent of the guy with the cell phone camera in the movie theatre, furtively scribbling down notes in a little book and hoping Shakespeare himself doesn't catch you.

[usefulquotes7]

[gettingnutsfromsquirrels]

[bloodybellycomb]

One massive, legitimate way to improve as a writer or artist or in any creative endeavor really, is to become absolutely obsessed with something and to allow yourself to be weird about it. Genuinely mean this btw.

[peggy-sue-reads-a-book]

[stingrayextraordinaire]

Another year, another group of my delightful ninth graders trying to spell the word "tragedy" for their Romeo and Juliet assignment.

Last year's collection

[mysteriouslyjellyfish]

currently obsessed with british murder mystery tv shows where all the murders happen in the same town in every episode and everyone's just like oh yep there goes another one, just another day in shirefordtonstead

[shojoboy]

dropout tv is like . what if there was an animal shelter but it was for 30 yr olds with BAs in Theater

[wynsvre]

snoopy as lady macbeth

[claraoswalds]

Oh, is that who I am now? Well, it was never that far from the surface, mate.

[insomniac-arrest]

The first rule of tragedy is to be yourself. The second of rule of tragedy is to be literally anyone else. The third rule is that however much you try, there is no escaping being yourself forever.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

[usefulquotes7]

[mysharona1987]

[bloodybellycomb]

Bro, my unyielding loyalty towards you is totally normal and healthy, I swear. It's just that it's definitely my duty to rip out your enemies throats with my bare teeth. You are the love of my life and I am your most valuable tool. Each night, I fantasize about dying in your arms, covered in blood, and then I close my eyes one final time, satisfied because I can feel your fingers on my face as I take my last breath. Haha anyways