I say I find Hamlet a navel-gazing, self-obsessed bore, and he tears a strip off me. ‘Whose Hamlet have you seen?’ When I admit my opinion is based on just reading the text, he rants for 11 whole minutes. ‘Yeah, great,’ he snaps. ‘OK, so you’re projecting your interpretation of a character off the printed word. You have to see an interpretation beyond your own reading. You have to. You can’t say that you hate Hamlet. Hamlet doesn’t just exist in a book, he exists in performance!’ All this on the back of his motorcycle racing through North London. Im in love.
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 15:16:21 +0000
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