Wherefore art thou such a piece of shit?
After reading it for about the thirtieth time, I have concluded that Romeo and Juliet is just about the most worthless, boring, unrealistic piece of trash ever to be called "literature." Fucking Titus Andronicus is about a thousand times better. There are perhaps two good parts in the play: Act 1, Scene 1, because it's funny, and when Romeo and Juliet finally die, because that means the play's over. If you enjoyed this play, I'm sorry. I used to like it - when I was about 14 and thought it was meaningful and "real." There are some pretty lines and nice imagery in this play, but they're hardly redeeming.
Face it. The Friar is a long-winded idiot, the Nurse is quite possibly the most annoying character in Shakespearean history, the Capulets and Montagues are utterly one-dimensional, Tybalt could have been much better written, Benvolio is blah, and the Prince has absolutely no personality. As for the two title characters - all I can say is, damn. First of all, Romeo needs to get some balls. He is a pathetic excuse for a man. He's a wavering, whiny little shit with no sense of loyalty and no idea what real love is. Juliet is desperate for attention and needs to get laid. Nevertheless, she's a dumb cunt even after she finally knocks boots with Romeo. Oh - you had a one-night stand with some guy you hardly know who's just getting over some other bitch, and now he's leaving the city? Ha ha, what a surprise. All right, so he didn't want to leave Juliet, he was exiled. Still, I appreciate that weak stab at humor, Shakespeare.
As I momentarily reconsider, I will allow this play one redeeming feature: Mercutio. If anyone actually hasn't read it yet, I will tell you this: don't keep reading after Mercutio dies unless you're looking for some self-punishment.
Face it. The Friar is a long-winded idiot, the Nurse is quite possibly the most annoying character in Shakespearean history, the Capulets and Montagues are utterly one-dimensional, Tybalt could have been much better written, Benvolio is blah, and the Prince has absolutely no personality. As for the two title characters - all I can say is, damn. First of all, Romeo needs to get some balls. He is a pathetic excuse for a man. He's a wavering, whiny little shit with no sense of loyalty and no idea what real love is. Juliet is desperate for attention and needs to get laid. Nevertheless, she's a dumb cunt even after she finally knocks boots with Romeo. Oh - you had a one-night stand with some guy you hardly know who's just getting over some other bitch, and now he's leaving the city? Ha ha, what a surprise. All right, so he didn't want to leave Juliet, he was exiled. Still, I appreciate that weak stab at humor, Shakespeare.
As I momentarily reconsider, I will allow this play one redeeming feature: Mercutio. If anyone actually hasn't read it yet, I will tell you this: don't keep reading after Mercutio dies unless you're looking for some self-punishment.