Hire's Hamlet Log 3:4
3:4
Someone dies in this scene…what are your thoughts? Did he get what he deserve? (Fate?) Or is Hamlet a horrible person? Are you mad at Hamlet because of it? Admit it, did you kind of smirk when he got stabbed while spying? But you have to think about his family! I think there was some genuine love in that family…awkwardly as it may have been portrayed…but this event gets the snowball rolling even faster!
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Uh oh…this is the Freudian scene. Anyone a Freud buff/fan? What are your thoughts? Wait till you see K.B.’s interpretation! (You thought Ophelia and Laertes were affectionate siblings…)
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The ghost returns! Good to see you again, Old Hamlet! Hamlet’s words to his mother are harsh…and he goes on and on about how ashamed/disgusted/angry he is with her actions (or inaction…) that the ghost HAS to come back in order for Hamlet to actually get back to the whole revenge on Claudius deal…and leaving Gertrude to heaven! Either that…or Hamlet is getting SO worked up (with dagger-like words) that the ghost fears that those word daggers may turn into actual daggers, and he promised his mother no physical harm. The ghost buts in in lines 130 – 133 and Hamlet’s official madness shows through. “This is the very coinage of your brain!” Gertrude witnesses Hamlet’s freakiness in words and actions.
posted by Mrzhire at
4:56 PM
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To me personally, Act three was just very ... wow. It felt so real, the emotions, the lies, the hurt, the secrets, the love, the hate, the revenge. It was like I experienced the emotions being thrown back and forth. It was almost like I could sense Hamlet's excitement as the play in the play went on and secrets unfolded themselves, and his horrible idea of revenge as he broke his mothers heart. The emotions were written as if they were to be felt, which Shakespeare intended on. There were several quotes in this Act that caught my attention when I was reading. One of which was during the player's speech, when he stated "where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; where little fears grow great, great love grows there" (3:1, 192-3) This quote has great meaning to me, personally, because I can find myself relating to it. I think this is a very important Act in the novel and Shakespeare purposefully made it so dramatic, detailed and real. As the readers follow the text, the act is so well written that it can play out piece by piece in your head so the readers can understand how powerful each character's emotions show and accentuate their lives. This act as a whole really opened up characters as well, because you could see them clearly, without the masks and the disguises, and understand their true emotions, particularly Gertrude, Claudius, and Hamlet (I will touch upon this more in my logs). Overall, this act was the best one I have read so far, and gives me great interest in continuing the novel. Props to Shakespeare.
PS- I don't know if my blog makes complete sense, considering I'm super tired and sick and trying to put my thoughts together in this state isn't really the best thing. :)
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I enjoyed the line "O, I am slain!" (30). I kind of question why it really is there, but I suppose if it were orchestrated on stage, it might make things more clear.
Haha! Once again...Polonius stating the obvious!
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Polonius finally meets his end! After all the wit, humor, idiocy, and semi-retarded comments, the source of comic relief finally meets his end in what I would call “poetic justice”. I believe that Polonius’ last lines sum up the worth of his character: “O, I am slain” (30). After all the long-winded replies, drawn-out dialogues, and, for lack of a better term, smart-ass quips, Polonius finally gets what’s coming to him: a 4-word line. I personally did not think it was possible for him to die as peacefully as that. I thought that he would whine on and on about how life isn’t fair, how the good die young, and why bacon comes from pigs. Instead, he dies with four words and thus somewhat redeems himself. Though he was my favorite character, exposure to Polonius for extended periods of time was decaying the reader. O irony, how I love thee!
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