Post-Hamlet

In the beginning,

there was…

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“Hamlet”

You know…that one Mel Gibson movie?Poor Yorick; Yo, ‘Ratio - I, like, Knew him?

Well, it was written by this dude

What a piece

of work is a man

(WilliamShakespeare)

And the lead role (Hamlet) has also been played by these

fellows…

…but all of that got old pretty

fast.

And, well, so did ‘Ole Bill

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Oh, sure, “Hamlet”continued to

audiences for generations, and is still performed regularly

throughout the world

In China…

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Read about it here

In Tunisia…

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See it here

In Canada…

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Stratford Shakespeare Festival

And in many other places, in

diverse formats…

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That’s a whole lot of

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“Hamlet”

In fact, “Hamlet” is widely believed to be the most-performed play in the English

language, and perhaps the most-

performed in modern history Even beyond the live stage, there are over

50 films and screen adaptations

that bear its name

But come on, Hamlet

That’s, like, soo 17th century!And while we’re on the subject

why

Perchance(if I can be so

bold)must it always be about

…how to put this…

Aw, shucks, I’ll just say it

WHAT’S SO GREAT ABOUT

YOU?!

I mean, OK, I know you’ve had to deal with some pretty

heavy stuff

(Fratricide, patricide, clinical depression, repressed unconscious emotions, unrequited love, existential vexation, loneliness, skepticism, self-doubt, solipsism, Oedipal complexities, misogynistic rage, intellectual preoccupation, vanity, spiritual disquiet, pathological insecurity, borderline schizophrenia and/or multiple-personality disorder, your father’s spooky ghost, charming good looks that only a mother could love, a proclivity for engaging in some serious sophistry, one heck of a beef with the moral character of the human race, a somewhat far flung fascination with the discrepancy between the known and the unknown universe, a heated debate between you, yourself, and ye regarding fate and/vs. free will, a lot of good jokes we’re only just beginning to get, the loss of your bestest homies, and, of course, your own death)

Come on, though

IT’S TIME TO GET OVER ALL THAT STUFF

The rest of us have our own problems

Lest ye not forget:

Think of someone other

than yourself and

‘poor Yorick’ for a change

I know there aren’t many

others in your story

( )

But surely there’s

other tales to tell

Like…

Rosencrantz & Guildenstern

are Dead(Move over, Shakespeare - it’s

Tommy boy’s turn.)