journal 2 week 11/30-12/6

*warning* if you don't like shakespeare or can't understand a single word he says, then don't read this blog.

For me, Shakespeare is incredibly inspiring. I get that he stole most of his story ideas from theatre writers of the past, but he was the one who put it into perfect words. He wrote for the masses, not just the upper class. His plays are filled with sexual jokes as well as sophistication. He wrote about universal themes.

I just want one of my movies to be like this. To have an effect on the masses, even if it's not in my lifetime.

The monologue that follows is my absolute favorite. It's from Richard III (a play which I despise with all my being). Kinda contradictory right?


KING RICHARD III Give me another horse: bind up my wounds.
Have mercy, Jesu!--Soft! I did but dream.
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight.
Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh.
What do I fear? myself? there's none else by:
Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am:
Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason why:
Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself?
Alack. I love myself. Wherefore? for any good
That I myself have done unto myself?
O, no! alas, I rather hate myself
For hateful deeds committed by myself!
I am a villain: yet I lie. I am not.
Fool, of thyself speak well: fool, do not flatter.
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree
Murder, stem murder, in the direst degree;
All several sins, all used in each degree,
Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty!
I shall despair. There is no creature loves me;
And if I die, no soul shall pity me:
Nay, wherefore should they, since that I myself
Find in myself no pity to myself?
Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd
Came to my tent; and every one did threat
To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard.