Episode 2 / Part 1 Whispering Hamlet…

The Second Stringers met in the local library. They watched the BBC Fry’s Planet Word last week and decided to refresh their readings from authors like Joyce, Tolkien, Orwell and Shakespeare.   Gron is not very happy about spending a whole day at the library so we might lose him from our sight from time to time.  Keep in mind we are in a public library. Therefore we will have to be as quiet as possible.  Please, when you read the above lines, just whisper…

Mely: Uh, this is old English. I need to find a contemporary version. What do you guys think? The French guy, the actor from Fry’s show,  might have had a point: “To be or not. To be, this is the question.”

Bibolic: Well, I really doubt “to be” would be a question in his case. It is rather a problem. If it was for me, I would have said “When, this is the question”.

Mely: You are so insensible.

Tulip: I don’t like the suicide insight. I prefer Bipolic’s version.

Mely : Bipolic doesn’t have a version.  He only has a bag of effrontery on one of his sides.

Bipolic: I wonder, does Hamlet think about suicide because of his philosophical thinking or because he is a coward?

Mely: I would go with your first choice.

Bipolic: Of course…You seem to be an actor. Actors don’t like to play cowards. They prefer criminals or hideous characters, but not cowards. I get it!

Tulip: I think Hamlet is a humanist, a human rights protector. He just doesn’t want to kill.

Mely:

–  /   –  /   –  /   /    –  –   /   –

To be, or not to be: that is the question:

/   –   –    /   –  /  –   /    –  /  –

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer

–   /      –   /  –   –  –  /  –    /  –

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

–  –  /    /    – /     – /   –  /    –

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

–   /  –  /  –  /   –     –  /    –  /

And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;

Bipolic: My dear actor, painter of words and sounds, architect of aesthetic spaces, you are in a library, not on the stage. Be quiet, please.

Mely: How do you want me to say Hamlet’s monologue?  Whispering???

Bipolic: Whispering!

Mely: I need to be heard, to be directed, to be reinvented. I need at least a spectator. This is theatre.

Bipolic: I am totally overwhelmed by your ability to enlighten the darkness from our minds, but I need some intimate time with my own book.

Tulip: I like the way you say Hamlet’s lines.

Mely: Thank you, Tulip. You are a real art consumer.

Bipolic: Give me a break. This is one way cultural consumerism. You people have a fixation on Shakespeare, especially Hamlet.

Mely: It  is a great challenge for every actor.

Bipolic: So, you are an actor then!? You were a visual artist yesterday, a musician two days ago, a writer along the way.

Mely: I call myself an artist. How I express myself is just a matter of choice, inspiration and wit.

Bibolic: Than how do you define your reductive readings and choices?  I do find Shakespeare a great playwright, but what about Ibsen?

Mely: Analytical.

Bipolic: Cehov?

Mely: Difficult to play.

Bipolic: Jarrry?

Mely: Political.

Bipolic: Ionesco?

Mely: Romanian.

Gron: Hey, guys, you are still here? I can’t stand it anymore. I talked to all the employees around here until they lost interest. I told them my best jokes. I need a break. While you are feeding your minds, I am going to feed my guts. Or my large intestine will devour my liver and I’ll pee some dust!

The others: Shhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Bipolic: Pirandello? Strindberg? Wedekind?

Mely:  Not B…

Bipolic: Don’t say another word! I am not here to explain to you that literature should not be selected and devised by political, ethical or religious insights.

Tulip: Can I do it than?

To be continued…