Like the East Wind
It doesn't go around you
It blows right through you.
- Gordon Downey
I still get this incredible welling of pride when I read Shakespeare and actually grasp it on the first try without any help. I'm like Sally Field up there at the podium. "I'm smart enough. I'm really smart enough."
The second I learned about Liev's hankering to do Measure for Measure, I was all over that thing. Having a Shakespeare kink means it's not a question of if, but when. You know you're going to get to them all so.... Measure did get bumped to the front of the queue.
What I like about M4M is that you have the feel of a real ensemble cast - it's less about one man or one event. As Liev says at the Young Shakespearean panel, it's really about sex. Like a super-delicious Elizabethan Melrose Place, it's choc-full of duplicitous, morally ambiguous players, bed-hopping their way in and out of each other's lives with a few genuine souls thrown in for good Measure. (sorry, had to)
What is a bit of a shame (and I'm not sure if Liev and other trained minds are aware since this stuff apparantly came to them instinctually back in the womb) is that for some reason it seems extra complicated with all the "bed tricks" and disguises. Is it because it's just one big double-entendre and my mind keeps wanting to go there? Maybe an academic (or a shrink) can shed some light.
I read something the other day which reminded me of this. I apologize as I do not have it with me but there's a bit in David Mamet's (much quoted here) book where he talks about his family sitting down to play a new board game. Someone started reading the rules and everyone almost gave up because it sounded so convaluted. Then, his wife suddenly remembered having played it as a child and was able to explain it in like 10 seconds. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and the game began.
I think that's what Measure for Measure needs - someone to come in and set the table. We don't know what's for supper yet, but we know it's going to be good.
So, I've decided that's going to be ME! I'm going to do my best to whet all your appetites for more. It would be such a shame to not get right behind this (hopeful ♥♥♥) endeavour of Liev's just because there's a little work involved.
Let's see if this seems at all tempting or at least amusing to you.
INT. DUKE VINCENTIO'S CASTLE - VIENNA - DAY
Dude, I'm going out of town for awhile on business.
Can you do me a solid and hold down the fort?
I've got your back.
Great. And don't let any of that
extramarital sex we both hate so much
get out of control around here while I'm gone.
I'm your man.
EXT. STREET CORNER - VIENNA - DAY
Hey, how about those venereal diseases?
They really cramp a guy's style.
MAN ON STREET
Speaking of promiscuity, did you
guys hear CLAUDIO's going to jail?
No shit, why?
You know what a tight-ass ANGELO is.
Now that he's in charge we're all screwed.
Or, should I say not screwed?
He's clamping down on everything.
No fun allowed.
All of a sudden he's even enforcing
that old "no pre-marital sex" law.
I know a ton of people who've
been shacked up for ages!
Yup. He's even shut down my Mustang
Ranch and -
- Holy crap!
I know. I know. It's just so harsh.
It's my bread and butter, man.
Don't worry. People can't live without
your specialized services for long.
They'll always find a way.
Aww, that's sweet, thanks.
I sure hope you're right.
(still sniffling and weeping slightly)
Why's ANGELO suddenly freaking out
like this? And why CLAUDIO?
the thing is...
Just tell me.
Well, CLAUDIO's... uh..
I... JULIET's pregnant.
Yeah, I know. It's bad. And now-
- So what does this mean?
He'd dead for sure.
P.S. Someone who attended Liev's talk at Yale tonight just mentioned that he was speaking about scansion. Thinking this may be some kind of fish or a small, kite-like toy, I decided to Google it. Turns out it has to do with analyzing timing and rhythm in poetry.
I guess < I > could really have used tonight's lesson from Professor Liev.
Am I even qualified to be talking about this? People, I read poetry because I love it! My degree is in Social Work.
Aaaaand, back to feeling like a total dork again.