Saturday, May 23, 2020

Horowitz, Hawthorne & Hamlet

This week's Shakespeare Saturday called an audible.  Originally, it was to be a review of the Stratford Festival's film of The Tempest.  Although I knew going in that Prospero was acted by a female, I fired it up and settled in.  The titular cataclysm played well on stage.  The action moved to the island, with Prospero and Miranda in discussion.  It was when the former recited the line as "thy no greater mother" that I pulled the plug.  It was too nice a day to deal with such misdeeds.  Instead, I went with Scott Pilgrim vs. The World.

So what to post?  I decided to recount a recent and very unexpected appearance of Hamlet.  The apartment complex where I live has a bookshelf outside of the rental office.  It's an impromptu library sort of thing--leave a book, take a book.  In these days when actual libraries are awaiting whichever phase allows them to reopen at a distance, this bookshelf is a welcome sight.  Granted, many of the books are pulpy fiction and romance offerings, and my personal "to read" shelf is still considerably full.

In any event, I took a gander while visiting the office and noticed a title that looked promising:  The Word is Murder by Anthony Horowitz.  The author was familiar; I had read (and enjoyed) Forever And A Day, his prequel to Ian Fleming's James Bond series.  The book itself stood out--a first edition hardcover among mass market paperbacks.  The dust jacket blurb made the story sound interesting.  The price of the book sealed the deal.  I grabbed it; little did I know what awaited me.

The story itself is excellent and creative:  the real-life author injecting himself into a fictional detective story murder mystery.  It was fun seeing the intersection of the real world London of Anthony Horowitz and the fictional London of Detective Daniel Hawthorne.  Additionally, there were plenty of eerie parallels to my own interests.  I expected a reference or two to James Bond, given the author's other works.  Those appeared, in the guise of discussions of titles and settings.  There were mentions of Arthur Conan Doyle and Sherlock Holmes, much appreciated by a reader who has been through that author's entire canon.  There was even an extended discussion of Herge's Tintin, revolving around a film version in which Horowitz was involved as a screenwriter.  Before public libraries took a pause, I had been working my way through the Tintin series.  The mentions here elicited a bit of literary nostalgia.

What is the relevance to this blog, however?  It did not take long.  On page 2, the following quotation appeared:  "When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions."  Hmmm.  I know that one.  Interesting coincidence; there was no mention of Hamlet anywhere in the dust jacket.  Just a one-off from an English author, methought.  It was not an isolated incident, though.  Later there was a description of a fountain with the quotation "To sleep, perchance to dream."  This game of "Find the Allusion" was proceeding nicely.

When the plot shifted to stories of a drama school production of Hamlet, I could not help but smile (and laugh and think about a future blog post).  The description of the show--good heavens!
"We did it in the round with no set and very few props.  We used a lot of masks...influenced by Noh theatre...[The] fight scene in Act 5...was done with fans, not with swords."
I've seen some clunkers on stage (and on film), but that one would certainly have been in the top five!

The Word Is Murder turned out to be a wonderful surprise!  It was an engrossing read, and the mystery was handled cleverly and fairly.  When I reached the end, I had to flip back to review clues that I had missed but were really there.  If only I had been as astute as Detective Hawthorne!  To the general mystery fan--highly recommended.  To the Hamlet fan--a definite!  I will be giving the apartment complex bookshelf another look on my next trip.

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Law & Order Meets Hamlet

This week's Shakespearean Saturday led to a break from Stratford Festival offerings and instead to a trip into the DVD collection.  It also marked a return to the play that started this whole enterprise seven years ago.  Our entry for today--Hamlet, circa 2000 and courtesy of Campbell Scott and Hallmark Entertainment.  I picked up this DVD long ago on a family trip to Texas, back when Hastings entertainment stores were a thing.  It was a Hamlet that I did not have, so why not?  I watched it and put it into the DVD cabinet, and there it sat until today's rediscovery.

One curiosity of the DVD presentation is the formatting description on the case.  The film is described as "Full Screen Version."  Usually that is enough to steer me away from a purchase.  Further down the liner notes is the following:  "Formatted from its original version to fit your screen."  Below that note, however, is this one:  "Presented in the original 1.33:1 format in which the film was shot."  So the film was not edited into a "pan-and-scan" format.  Confusing but ultimately not problematic.  The film presentation shows the entire picture as intended.

The cast list allowed me to exercise another favorite hobby.  As a die-hard fan of Law & Order, it's fun to pick out series guest stars when they appear in other TV series or movies.  In this case, the film could have been billed as a Dick Wolf production (thunk, thunk).  No fewer than nineteen cast members made at least one appearance in the original L&O.  (I caught many of them, but IMDB.com helped with the rest.)  That's not even counting guest appearances in the other members of the L&O franchise or Jamey Sheridan's recurring role in L&O: CI.

In another crossover moment, the film's music was composed by Gary De Michele, who did the same for the 1996 film Big Night.  (He supplied a Hamlet cameo as a piano player.)  That movie (terrific, by the way!) was co-directed by Campbell Scott, who also appeared in the film, as did Peter McRobbie, the priest in Hamlet and recurring cast member of L&O.

The setting of the film was difficult to figure.  It was not modern, but it was not Elizabethan either.  IMDB.com calls it "turn of the 20th century America," even though the DVD liner notes refer to a Danish prince and the plot still includes England, France, and Norway.  The costumes, very natty, fit that time frame.  The lush locations--castle and environs--are not specific enough to be tied directly to a particular region.  The characters' dialogue does not display any regional accents or dialects.  One other noteworthy item related to setting:  it was very sunny in this Elsinore.  While other productions have used persistent drear and rain as an indication of the gloominess of the situation, that was not the case here.  Certainly the weather was no reason for our characters to be unhappy!

The running time for this Hamlet was just a shade under three hours.  Although dialogue from Shakespeare's original was excised, it was done adroitly.  In fact, most of the cuts would not even be noticed unless one is well versed in the written play.  The Fortinbras plot remained, as did all of the soliloquies.  Much of the original action was kept intact.  The film never felt long (even with a brief afternoon nap inserted).

The film opens with a visual montage--gargoyles, cast members.  We see Claudius spitting a mouthful of wine into Gertrude's mouth.  That was our incredibly creepy introduction to the new king of Denmark.  Francisco, sick at heart, opens the action on patrol.  His replacements arrive, and away we go.  In our introduction to the court we meet Polonius, a seemingly genuine gentleman, and his children.  Campbell Scott's Hamlet is restrained in our first viewing of him, and this was how he played much of the film.  This is not a histrionic, violent prince.  He is mild mannered and soft spoken; in fact, the dialogue was so understated at times that it was hard to hear what was being said.

Hamlet and friends go out to see the Ghost, and a directorial decision seen in other productions was used in this one.  The Ghost was able to control Hamlet's actions, moving Hamlet's body in a recreation of his own poisoning.  It made the prince akin to a marionette.  When the three swear their allegiance over Hamlet's sword, the Ghost pulls the sword from them and down into the sand.  The blade cuts all three, sealing their pact and making them blood brothers, as it were.

Hamlet's madness begins moderately, reminiscent more of grief than of an antic disposition.  In fact, Hamlet appeared to be rather scholarly, sporting spectacles and professorial dress.  The only initial sign of madness is the voice of the Ghost that he hears while he "comes reading."  This leads him to smash the eyeglasses against the desktop and then to attempt self-mutilation.  He ponders cutting his wrists in an obvious nod to suicide, ending up only cutting his forearm instead.  In a questionable directorial turn, the "To be or not to be" soliloquy is delivered at this point.  It was one of the few choices in the film with which I disagreed.

Following the misplaced soliloquy, the play proceeds according to the Bard.  Hamlet calls Polonius a fishmonger.  Rosencrantz and Guildenstern appear on scene.  At first they are entirely interchangeble, but Hamlet's reunion with them leads to a direct identification of each.  The players come to Elsinore.  Interestingly, the actor who portrayed the Ghost also portrays the First Player; we notice the similarity, but Hamlet does not.  The Player gives the Priam speech and is interrupted by Polonius.  As our Polonius is clean-shaven, Hamlet indicates he "shall to the barber with [his] tongue."

Hamlet next delivers the "rogue and peasant slave" soliloquy.  Screaming "Vengeance," he stabs a full-size portrait of Claudius.  In pulling it off the wall, it falls on top of him and we see Hamlet flat on his back, covered with a portrait.  Very brave indeed!  He resolves to set a trap for the king.  Following a report by R&G to Claudius, we move to the nunnery scene.  The only trace of the "To be or not to be" soliloquy in its proper place is the odd "Fair Ophelia" line that remains.  A well-played nunnery scene leaves us wondering about Ophelia.  She seems to set Hamlet up and then acts (?) sad when he turns on her.

The Mousetrap scene does not include a dumb show, a standard directorial treatment.  Gertrude and Claudius sit at one side, and Hamlet and Ophelia sit at the other side.  Horatio hovers in the middle, keeping an eye on the action.  After the play breaks up and Claudius heads to prayer, Hamlet intends to stab him.  In this case, it is the Ghost that seems to stop him and not his own indecision.  Hamlet heads to Gertrude's chamber and stabs Polonius twice.  Once would be impulse, but the second time...

Ophelia's madness scene is reasonably played.  Her grief fits the character; it's believable and not overdone.  Laertes returns, and eventually he and Claudius meet to begin conspiring.  Gertrude enters, and it is at this point that she would deliver the details of Ophelia's death.  In a masterful directorial twist, however, she enters and we cut immediately (thunk, thunk) to the graveyard.  What happened?  The audience is left hanging (and freed from the excessive, annoying drowning speech).

The graveside scene follows in a fairly standard fashion, with some editing to save time.  Hamlet and Horatio return to the castle to discuss the trip to England, and Osric appears.  As it turns out, he has been around for the entire film, appearing as an unnamed attendant in the court introduction.  Happily, this comic scene is played in full.  The duel starts slowly and rather stiffly.  As we move through the first hit (sword only) and the second hit (sword and dagger), the action starts to pick up.  Unseen by Hamlet, Laertes switches weapons before the third pass and delivers the fatal cheap shot through Hamlet's gauntlet.  Angered, Hamlet starts to brawl, eventually disarming Laertes and stabbing him with his own sword.  Claudius' death is particularly violent.  As many times as I've seen his death scene, I gasped at this one as the sword went through the King and the chair.  Claudius' end matches his beginning--a mouth full of wine.

As Hamlet dies, he sees the Ghost of his father and "the rest is silence."  Fortinbras enters the castle, Horatio delivers his closing, and the soldiers shoot.  Roll the credits.

Although this version of Hamlet may not be quite as famous as those of Olivier, Gibson, and Branagh, Scott's Hamlet is, dare I say it, more enjoyable.  The film is well-acted throughout, and aside from the unnecessary rearrangement of soliloquies, the direction is equally compelling.  Readily available for viewing online, it definitely is worth your time.

Saturday, May 9, 2020

Back in Time

May 9 in Upstate New York.  Once upon a time, this might have been a day spent watching college lacrosse from the sidelines.  The current situation in the world scotched that option months ago.  As is typical of weather in the area, though, it still was a perfectly fitting lacrosse day.  As I type this, the outdoor temperature is 40, with a feels-like temp of 30.  It snowed for a bit this morning.  Certainly not a day to be in the elements on an athletic field (although admittedly if the choice had been offered, I would have been there!).

So what to do with the day?  The Stratford Free Films @Home offering this week was the 2016 production of Macbeth.  This was a trip back in time for the author, literally.  Macbeth was on the trip itinerary in 2016, and it yielded two posts to the blog (7/18/2016 and 7/24/2016).  It also joined my DVD collection when the film was released in 2017.  Instead of going to YouTube for today's viewing, I fired up the BluRay player and climbed into the recliner.

The film was every bit as powerful as I remembered it, fallibility of human memory notwithstanding.  The performances, costumes, set design that were described in the previous posts still have that "Wow" factor, four years later.  The final scene still brought a chill, and the curtain call still brought a tear to the eye.  From the comfort of one's home (and with the option to pause the show for a brief afternoon nap), it made for a delightful 150+ minutes.

While unable to spend the day with friends, as had been the plan months ago, the day still allowed for a reunion of sorts.  I look forward to seeing what next Saturday might bring!

Saturday, May 2, 2020

The Timeliness of Shakespeare

Today's title is multi-dimensional.  At the simplest, it's another Saturday and so time for another few afternoon hours spent with Shakespeare.  Having finished The Hollow Crown last week, the author was left with a "What next?" sort of feel.  Thankfully, forces conspired to provide an afternoon's enjoyment and another post.

The Stratford Festival has been the site of several pleasant dramatic excursions, many of which are detailed in previous posts on this blog.  When I saw that Hamlet would be returning this summer, it sparked a renewed interest in heading north following a couple of years away.  Due to our current worldwide health situation, however, the entire season's schedule has been canceled.  So much for that!

In their good graces, the Festival has given a gift to those missing live theatre (and those many confined to their homes).  The entire slate of Stratford on Film productions are being broadcast via the Internet for in-home viewing.  One (at least, this one) cannot thank them enough for such generosity!  While I have seen several of the films previously and own a few on DVD, this would be a chance to see those that I have missed.  This week, as luck would have it, was one of those films: the 2018 production of Coriolanus.

This is one of Shakespeare's plays with which I was totally unfamiliar.  Before sitting down to watch, I borrowed a copy of the Essential Shakespeare Handbook by Leslie Dunton-Downer and Alan Riding.  (See illustration below.)  It is a wonderful resource for learning about Shakespeare's plays, and it is a terrific way to prepare for a viewing.  Each section details characters, plot lines, and external information about the play.  If you can find a copy, it is well worth it!  On this occasion, it gave me a grounding in the story and characters of Coriolanus.  On to the play/film!

Although the play itself was a new experience, seeing the cast members brought back memories of past Stratford trips.  Graham Abbey (Aufidius), Tom McCamus (Menenius), Stephen Ouimette (Brutus), Tom Rooney (Sicinius), and Johnathan Sousa (Lieutenant) were familiar faces; it was a joy to be able to spend the afternoon with "friends."  Each was excellent in his current role.  Two new (to me) actors gave magnificent performances.  Lucy Peacock as the domineering Volumnia played perfectly one of Shakespeare's strongest female roles.  Andre Sills as Coriolanus was captivating.  He made his character's seething, barely-contained rage seem natural and not emotive.  For a role as full of pride and arrogance as this one is, at times I almost found myself feeling sorry for him, a testament to Mr. Sills' performance.

The set for this production was as captivating as its star.  Done in a modern retelling, the set featured television, office suites, a pub, even an automobile.  The scene that involved two soldiers texting each other took it a bit too far.  Never mind that one would hardly use Shakespearean language (and complete punctuation) in a text.  The exchange went on too long and missed the mark.  The death of Coriolanus comes as a result of a gunshot wound, not the expected sword fight.  A switch from the the original, it still felt true to the work.

In converting the stage production into film, the director and editor did a masterful job with the camera.  In fact, it became difficult for me to imagine how the staged production must have looked.  The transitions--backdrops sliding, offices shifting, Coriolanus driving to Antium--played well on the TV screen.  Camera angles switched frequently from extended widescreen to tighter shots.  Cuts and fades to black moved across the screen; the final fade began with black creeping in from the top left and ended with a shot of Aufidius and Coriolanus in the bottom right corner of the screen before the entire screen was dark.

On yet one additional level, the scheduling of Coriolanus felt very timely.  In an e-mail advertising the performance, the Festival included a link to an article about Coriolanus that appeared on the website of The New Yorker.  Written by James Shapiro, the article pointed out parallels between Shakespeare's play, written in the early 1600's, and today's political situation in the U.S.  While I try to stay out of political debates, the comparisons Mr. Shapiro draws are striking, including the characterization of the President as "another outsider lacking in empathy, who is pressed by his supporters into a political role for which he is completely ill-suited."

The curtain falls on another Saturday with Shakespeare.  Thanks to the Stratford Festival, there will several additional opportunities to watch a new film (or even re-watch an old favorite).  Like the old Loew's Theater jingle said, "Sit back and relax and enjoy the show!"