• parislemon:

    Benedict Cumberbatch As Alan Turing In The Imitation Game. Prediction: this will be good.

    [via Digg]

    I can only hope they broach the subject of his death.

  • Romeo can’t really be blamed for Ophelia’s death.

    Senior English major on a Shakespeare final. (via minininny)

    WELL THEY’RE NOT WRONG

    ——

    How about this, though?

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    [Editorial Note: This “theory” depends on believing the Romeo and Juliet and Hamlet take place contemporaneously. So, for the sake of argument, let’s all agree that the events of both plays occur in the Spring of 1517 (chosen because of Martin Luther’s 95 Theses, and the Reformational threads that run through Hamlet).]

    See, in the Second Quarto and First Folio versions of Romeo and Juliet, a[n extremely minor] character appears with Romeo, Mercutio, and Benvolio at the Capulet’s Party (where, if you recall, Romeo meets Juliet for the first time).

    Like Hamlet’s Horatio, this Horatio is full of well-worded philosophical advice. He tells Romeo “And to sink in it should you burden love, too great oppression for a tender thing.”

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    Fig. 1 – Second Quarto Printing

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    Fig. 2 – First Folio Printing

    [The American Shakespeare Center’s Education Blog discusses the likely “real” reasons for Horatio’s presence]

    Let’s imagine that Horatio has travelled down from Wittenberg (about 540 miles) to Verona for his Spring Break. He hears about some guys who like to party (because, let’s be honest, besides getting stabbed, partying is Mercutio’s main thing). So, he ends up crashing the Capulet’s ball with them.

    He is then on the sidelines as Romeo and Juliet fall in love, Tybalt kills Mercutio, Romeo kills Tybalt, Romeo gets banished, and both lovers are found dead in Juliet’s tomb.

    This tragedy fresh in his mind, he returns to Wittenberg at the end of what has turned out to be a decidedly un-radical Spring Break and discovers that his bestie Prince Hamlet is leaving for Elsinore Castle because he’s just gotten news that his father, the King, is dead.

    On the trip up (another ~375 miles), Horatio recounts the tragic romance he just witnessed in Verona. He advises (as he is wont to do) Hamlet not to mix love and revenge.

    Hamlet takes Horatio’s advice to heart, breaking up with Ophelia so that he can focus is energy on discovering and punishing his father’s killer:

    HAMLET
    Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner
    transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the
    force of honesty can translate beauty into his
    likeness: this was sometime a paradox, but now the
    time gives it proof. I did love you once.

    OPHELIA

    Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.

    HAMLET

    You should not have believed me; for virtue cannot
    so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it: I loved you not.

    Ophelia – burdened by the perceived loss of Hamlet’s love and his murder of her father – goes mad and drowns herself.

    You see, if Romeo had waited literally a minute and thirty seconds longer (31 iambic pentametrical lines) – he, Juliet, Ophelia (and possibly the rest of the Hamlet characters) would have made it.

    * With thanks to roguebelle.

    (via thefeminineending)

    Buncha fuckin nerds in this town.

    (via moriartini)

    The Hamratiophelia Conspiracy Theory ftw

    (via zahnie)

    I love that there is a public venue for these conversations.

  • rowlingandmoffat:

    Question: What’s the weirdest thing a fan has ever given you

    Peter/Sylvester: *mumbling* oh i dont know….

    Audience member: “A GRANDDAUGHTER”

  • Oh Frankie, your neck!

  • just-whelmed:

    Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

    You know what I hate about myself? I know what people taste like. And I know that babies taste best. There was a woman. She was hiding with her baby. And some men with knives came. They killed her and they took her baby. And then an old man… no relation, just an old man, stepped forward and he said, “Give me the knife.” And everyone thought he’d kill the baby himself. But he took the knife and he cut off his arm. And he said, “Eat this, if you’re so hungry. Eat – eat this, just leave the baby.” I’d never seen anything like that. And the men put down their knives. Probably guess who that old man was… That baby was Edgar. And I was the man with the knife. I killed Edgar’s mother. And then one by one, other people in the tail section started cutting off arms and legs and offering them. It was like a miracle. And I wanted to, I tried, I just…

  • do-you-have-a-flag:

    minato-yuki:

    babygoatsandfriends:

    BRACE YOURSELF. IT’S A BABY GOAT STAMPEDE.

    I DID NOT BRACE ENOUGH FOR THE LIL BABY AT THE END LAGGING BEHIND

    BABIES

    Omg

  • libraryadvocates:

    lalie:

    The fact that the ALA shared this link is so gloriously bitter and angry and I love it.

    Is there a portmanteau for that? Angritter? Bangry? 

  • I suddenly long for open skies and no light pollution.

  • omegaling:

    I can vouch that all morticians have the same sense of humor.

    I suddenly feel so much better about the impending apocalypse.

  • sailorp00n:

    the life

    I had a cat who did this his entire kittenhood.