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.
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To be, or not to be: that is the question:
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Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
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The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
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Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
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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???
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: Difficult to play.
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…