Death by Shakespeare (A Kickstarter Project)

Despite my own personal experience otherwise, it seems as if we’re seeing a bit of a boom in Shakespeare books.  There’s LOL Shakespeare, Star Wars Shakespeare, Lego Shakespeare … you name it. Every time I see a new one (assuming it’s any good), I bang my head against the wall for a little while wondering why I didn’t think of that first.

Not all of the best ones will show up on the shelf of your local Barnes and Noble, however. For the smaller independent efforts we must turn to Kickstarter, where this week we find Death by Shakespeare.

My first thought was, “Hey, this looks a lot like the Deaths in Shakespeare infographic (by friend of the blog Caitlin S. Griffin).” But is that a bad thing? That’s the joy of public domain, that two different people can take the same source material and go in two different creative directions. I don’t really have the space or the decor to put up a poster, but there’s always room on my bookshelf or coffee table for a nicely illustrated hardcover.

The authors are close to their goal, which is a good thing, but sometimes it’s all about the stretch goals. They’ve got plenty of rewards and add-ons for you to customize exactly what you want. Check out the “Thou Getst Art” rewards, where you can get a special individual print of your favorite character’s demise. Joan of Arc? Bardolph? Adonis?  Looks like they didn’t just stick to the classics we read in high school.

If you want to help support more such independent Shakespeare publishing projects, go check it out! 

Lots and Lots of Monkeys

monkey typing

(Spotted this on a Reddit “Shower Thought” the other day and I liked it.)

Keep searching “Shakespeare” over the years and you’re going to run up against the “Infinite Monkey Theorem” again and again and again.  If you’re not familiar, it’s the philosophical idea that if you sit enough monkeys behind enough typewriters for enough time, eventually one of them will bang out the complete works of Shakespeare.

In 2003 somebody who clearly does not understand infinite number theory actually managed to get grant money to give real typewriters to real monkeys and see what happens. As you could probably imagine, the most interesting results to come out of that experiment were that they held down the S key, and then generally smashed the computer with rocks before peeing on it.

Somebody even simulated the idea in source code. He claims to have proven it, but his interpretation does not solve the same problem.  The theory suggests that eventually a single random string of characters would be generated that matches Shakespeare’s complete works. What he did was to keep looking at substrings, and when he found a match, he’d cross it off and consider it “found”, until all substrings were found. A neat project, no doubt, and a cool bit of code – but not the same thing.

That project was inspired by this Simpsons reference that shows just how pervasive this idea has become:

Anyway, back to the shower thought.  Try this on for size:

The theory has already been proven once. It’s took 4 billion years, I don’t know how many billions of evolving “monkeys” and countless technological advancement in “typewriters”, but the system (known by its other name, “life on Earth”) did, eventually, produce William Shakespeare and his complete works.

Mind blown.  Aren’t we just evolved monkeys?

Who knows. Maybe it’s obvious, maybe it’s a restatement of the premise with no semantic content.  I’d never heard it, and it’s an interesting new way to look at something I’ve seen hundreds of times already. Reminds me a bit of Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy (which also has its own infinite monkey reference, if you remember ;))

We Need To Talk About Maggie Smith

The first ladies of Shakespeare are, no doubt, Dame Judi Dench and Dame Helen Mirren. But there’s a third contender for that throne who does not get nearly enough blog time here on Shakespeare Geek. Let’s remedy that, shall we?

You likely know Dame Maggie Smith as either Professor McGonagall in the Harry Potter movies, or the Dowager Countess from Downton Abbey. But those are just two of her more recent and more popular roles.  She’s been in over fifty movies.  How many of these have you seen?

Gnomeo and Juliet. Sister Act. Nanny MacPhee. Hook. The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel. The Room With A View. The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie.

I’m literally just pulling the ones there that I think are most recognizable. Sometimes it feels like she’s in everything, the industry’s go-to “cranky but kind-hearted, amusing old lady.”

Just like with Alan Rickman, I see an actor I like and think, “Please tell me there’s some Shakespeare there.”

Her stage debut came as Viola in Twelfth Night, 1956.

How about Desdemona opposite Olivier’s blackface Othello in 1965?

Or Beatrice in 1967 Much Ado About Nothing? (She played opposite her husband Robert Stephens – something later echoed by Kenneth Branagh and Emma Thompson in his 1995 version.)

We can’t forget the Duchess of York in Sir Ian’s 1995 Richard III!

And those are just her IMDB credits.  I can’t even list all of the stage credits to be found on her Wikipedia page. She’s won numerous Shakespeare awards, and has worked with both Sir Laurence Olivier and Sir Ian McKellen (not to mention Dames Helen Mirren and Judi Dench).

Unfortunately I think I see why we don’t see her nearly as often as we should in our Shakespearean side of the universe.  It’s not just that Shakespeare didn’t write a Prospero or Lear for the ladies (that certainly didn’t stop Helen Mirren). No, it’s that Smith herself just doesn’t see it:

I wanted to be a serious actress, but of course that didn’t really happen. I did Desdemona [at the National, opposite Olivier] with great discomfort and was terrified all the time. But then everyone was terrified of Larry.

Ultimately, Shakespeare just wasn’t her thing.  No, seriously.

My career is chequered. Then I think I got pigeon-holed in humour; Shakespeare is not my thing.

That’s ok, we still love you.  To end on a happy note, enjoy How To Be Fabulous, starring Judi Dench, Helen Mirren and Maggie Smith 🙂

P.S. – Here’s where I got that image.  Check out Helen Mirren! Wow.

A Geeklet Remembers

Parents of middle school children, you know this scene. You’ve got to head up to the school hours after classes are over to pick up one of your children who had to stay after for one activity or another.  As a parent you think, “Great! One on one time! Bonding!”

“How was school?” you ask.

“Eh,” you  hear come from the back of her head. She’s busy texting.

“What were you doing after school?”

“What? Daddy, I’m trying to schedule my next appointment. And I need to pee.”

“Oh. So we’ll just sit here in silence, then.”

“I just have to do this.  And pee.  Badly. I haven’t gone to the bathroom since seven this morning.”

Now, I’m the kind of dad that won’t take this sort of thing lying down. So I spend the ten minute drive home narrating the entire trip.  “Hey look a red light, we’ll just hang out and be quiet longer, that’ll be nice. Oh, no, wait, turned green, here we go. Taking a left.  You know the police tend to hang out on this street you have to be careful, it says limit 25 but before you know it you’re going 40 and that’s when they get ya. I should really slow way way down. You did say you had to pee, didn’t you?  Wouldn’t want to get pulled over, that would take forever.”

You get the idea.  Get sassy with me missy and you’ll pay for it.

So we get home, she flies upstairs, we go about our business.  I help make dinner.  Eventually dinner is ready and we all sit down to dinner.

“Guess what?” this same sassy child tells me as I’m setting the table.

“What?” I ask.

“We had a Shakespeare presentation at school today!”

“….I WAS IN THE CAR WITH YOU FOR TEN MINUTES AND YOU DIDN’T FEEL LIKE MENTIONING THAT?”

“I told you, I had to pee.”

“What kind of presentation?” I asked.

“Some guy dressed up like Shakespeare, told us everything about him.”

“Which you probably knew already.”

“Yeah, mostly. Then he did some stuff from the plays.  He recited a sonnet.”

“Which one?”

“The shall I compare thee one.”

“18.  Obvious choice.”

“And I was sitting there listening and I thought, ‘Hey, I know this one.'”

“You certainly should, you’ve literally known how to sing it since you were five years old!”

How Sharper Than A Serpent’s Tooth, To Have A Thankless Geeklet

My children have literally grown up with Shakespeare, from the time my oldest was five, my middle three, and my son one.  Of course it was much more prevalent when they were younger and I could read/sing/show them whatever I wanted. As they’ve gotten older, life gets in the way and other responsibilities and activities take over.  So I’ve often wondered how much of what I tell them remains.

The other day I was telling them about the plan to scan Shakespeare’s grave, despite the curse.

“What did they find?” asked my oldest.

“They haven’t said yet,” I told them. “Apparently it’s a big deal for the 400th anniversary of his death, so we have to wait until then.”

“When did he die?” my middle child asked.

“I have no middle child,” I said, mouth agape.

She froze, realizing that Shakespeare Day is something I may have mentioned two or three thousand times in their lives. “Give me a hint,” she asked.

“Did he die on my birthday, or close to my birthday?” I asked. Embarrassed silence.  “Oldest child,” I said, “Help her out, would you?”

“When’s your birthday?” asked oldest child.

I’m changing my will and giving everything to the boy.  Also, changing his name to Cordelia.