Hamlet: Act 3, Scene II

[cesario]

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First Act:
Scene I: The Crazy Occult Forays of Marcellus and Horatio.
Scene II: Claudius is the villain, but he's still hotter than you.
Scene III: Ophelia's virginity is a national treasure. Just ask her dad and brother.
Scene IV: That a ghoooooooooost?
Scene V: "'Who's your daddy?' Now that's just inappropriate."

Second Act:

Comments

[angevin2]

Hey, Hamlet, up in the sky! It's a bird, it's a plane! It's FORESHADOWING.

Methinks it is like a weasel...

Also, I CAN HAS FLATTERY AS SODOMY, YAY!

(will be back later with things to say that are actually clever.)

[corbistheca]

Maybe I've just got a very dirty mind, but when Hamlet started in on Guildenstern about playing him like a recorder, I went "Wait a minute, is he actually saying 'if you're going to mess with me like that, might as well give me a blowjob'?" And then I wondered if Horatio was still in earshot, and what HE thought of all that. Considering how a little earlier Hamlet got so carried away with how he wants to LICK Horatio that he utterly forgot about the whole plot-to-catch-the-King for about fifteen lines.

On a less mind-in-the-gutter note -- perhaps it's only because I just read emilyray's take on the previous scene, but I was really seeing Ophelia here as playing along with Hamlet much more than she's itching to slap him. She's chastising him a little bit, here and there -- "you are as good as a chorus, my lord" i.e. shut the fuck up, you're being incredibly obvious -- but mostly I read her "ay, my lord" and "no, my lord"s as putting on yet another little show for the surrounding crowd, particularly Polonius who you know (and Ophelia certainly

[cesario]

Well, it's certainly true that Ophelia is aware she's being observed, just as during their last conversation only now she doesn't have to pretend. I agree that's certainly going to influence how she chooses to speak.

[tangleofthorns]

Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice
And could of men distinguish, her election
Hath seal'd thee for herself;

Huh! Emily Dickinson:

The Soul selects her own Society -
Then - shuts the Door -
To her divine Majority -
Present no more -

Unmoved - she notes the Chariots - pausing -
At her low Gate -
Unmoved - an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat -

I've known her - from an ample nation -
Choose One -
Then - close the Valves of her attention -
Like Stone -

One of my favorite of her poems. I never made the connection!

Also, "frighted with false fire" is a beautiful phrase.

[cesario]

I don't think I did either, before now. :)