When I was a teenager I was gifted a big leather bound folio of Shakespeare's works. I loved reading it the way other people read romance novels. I thoroughly enjoyed the witty insults and the comedies, and got a sense of history from the tragedies. I read a LOT of the plays, maybe 80%. You'll find me unusually well-educated in things Shakespearian
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Lear is a true tragedy but as real as life. It's also one of the hardest to teach as I found out when I taught Shakespeare courses at the college level. Of course, teaching is a euphemism for showing students how to actually read Shakespeare and how to draw as much life from his works as possible. So much life! I also found that it is a play you can read first and enjoy more when you see it on stage...it is often the opposite.
I'm glad you got to Lear and it's never too late!
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Fortunately your kids are not like Lear's.
I have never seen it in the theatre.
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I know from reading ahead that she gets worse, but at the halfway mark she just flattered the old man who wanted to be flattered and put her foot down at his 100 men assaulting her female servants. Nothing at all evil. Her father is a cross she has to bear and she is conspiring with her sister to give him some boundaries. I chat with my own sister once a week or so without getting anyone murdered myself.
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I've always wondered if the ability to not recognize someone when they change their clothes is actually an Elizabethan THING (bad glasses, maybe?) or just a conceit allowed by the audiences, like stormtroopers not being able to hit anything.
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Yeah, textually (and I am going from memory) Lear tells the Fool to sleep after the storm scene and then he's just...gone. Never seen or mentioned again.
How far are you in the play?
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As someone who has a poor memory for faces - I cannot tell people's faces apart very easily, or identify the same person by face if they change their hair - I don't use faces to identify people hardly ever. How they walk, their coloring, their attitude, their voice... there's no way that I couldn't grab my 28 year old son's arm and not know it was him. Especially if blind.
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