Hamlet is such a famous play—so much the great drama, the one play that everyone in the world can quote at least six words from—that we usually can't see how strange it is that this should be so. If you wanted to post the synopsis on Twitter it would be something like:
Methinks uncle killed dad, bedded mom. Alas. To be? To kill! Oops. Try again. Oops, oops. Ahh. Goodnight. Silence. Hamlet is about intensity itself and as a collaboration with Westwood Shakespeare Theatre you can be assured of a portrayal of Hamlet that will rouse your personal or social demons.
And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
...an old man is twice a child.
... man delights not me
O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
... and the devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape;
...The play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Methinks uncle killed dad, bedded mom. Alas. To be? To kill! Oops. Try again. Oops, oops. Ahh. Goodnight. Silence. Hamlet is about intensity itself and as a collaboration with Westwood Shakespeare Theatre you can be assured of a portrayal of Hamlet that will rouse your personal or social demons.
And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
...an old man is twice a child.
... man delights not me
O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
... and the devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape;
...The play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
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