yuuuuuuuuuuuuuletide by liviapenn
You poor bastard, you got me for Yuletide.

First of all, thank you so much for writing for me! I can't wait to see what you come up with. The first thing I can think of that might be helpful is that I've done this a few times before, so I can link you to past Yuletide letters -- there is some repeating information.

2008
2009
2010

The 2010 link is especially useful in terms of referential links, because there's a lot of stuff on My Views on Shakespeare, Let Me Show You Them as well as some links to things I wrote. As usual, the same basic principles apply:

+ I am fine with gen, slash, and het alike, and pretty much any level of explicitness, as long as it is not, like, involving bodily fluids not normally appearing in sex, or incest that would squick members of medieval royal families, or non-con that isn't in the source canon (none of my source canons really have it this year, but last year I requested All's Well That Ends Well, and I don't even know how to classify that. At any rate the fic I got was lovely!).

+ All of my fandoms this year are historically oriented. Don't worry about that! I care much, much more about truth to characterization and to the spirit of canon than I do about sounding period. It's much more important that the ideas are period. In particular, please don't feel obligated to write Shakespeare fic in verse -- in fact, I would prefer it if you didn't. Verse pastiche within fic is fine, though!

+ If you are so inclined, I absolutely love AUs, as you may have noticed if you clicked through to the fic I wrote, so if you get an AU plotbunny, don't worry that it's too weird. I mean, I run a ficathon that gets at least two "is this AU too weird?" queries every year, and I have never once said yes. Because AUs ARE LOVE, and weird is love.

+ Also, I apparently love fic where everyone is an asshole but sympathetic anyway -- which is probably self-evident from the canons I picked!

Stuff about specific requests follows...

HEY ASHURBANIPAL )

Thank you again for writing for me! I am really excited for Yuletide and I hope you find my prompts rewarding and enjoyable.
omgwtfbbc
First of all, I added a little bit more information to the post on the cast -- some of the people whose parts aren't listed are accounted for, though not all of them. (I got the extra stuff from IMDB and twitter.)

Secondly, there's a London 2012 promo clip on the BBC site with a few clips -- some shots of the duel!fail, Henry and Mowbray laying their hands on Richard's sword, and a few lines of Richard's confrontation with Gaunt (PATRICK STEWART OMG). I am going to guess that the cuts/pacing is an effect of chopping for the promo and not the way the scene plays out in the actual production, so that you may all mock me if I am wrong.
omgwtfbbc
It is a holiday and I am on vacation and also very tired because I have tons of sleep to catch up on, but I am suffering from conflicting impulses:

1. The desire to go back to bed and work on that whole sleep thing (I am only up now because my family woke me up for breakfast), and

2. The desire to engage in detailed and largely-squeeful analysis of this as much as possible.

ETA: Thought I should post this because I checked IMDB and they had a little bit more info about Richard II -- stuff in square brackets is added to the BBC release.

In the first film of the cycle, Ben Whishaw (The Hour) will play King Richard II with Rory Kinnear (The NT’s Hamlet) as his challenger, Bolingbroke. John of Gaunt will be played by Patrick Stewart (The RSC’s Merchant of Venice), with David Suchet (Poirot) as The Duke of York and David Morrissey (South Riding) as Northumberland. Tom Hughes (Silk) will play Aumerle and Mowbray will be played by James Purefoy (Rome). Clemence Poésy (Harry Potter) will play the role of Queen Isabella and Lindsay Duncan (Alice in Wonderland) will play The Duchess of York. Other confirmed cast members include Lucian Msamati (The No.1 Ladies’ Detective Agency) and David Bradley (Harry Potter) [as the gardener -- I had guessed he was Carlisle, but imdb says no].

Completing the confirmed cast of Richard II are Isabella Laughland, Daniel Boyd, Finbar Lynch, Richard Bremmer, Harry Hadden Paton [Green], Ferdinand Kingsley [Bushy], Samuel Roukin, [Bagot] Tom Goodman-Hill, [Scroope -- this isn't on imdb but he said so on Twitter] Adrian Schiller, Peter De Jersey, Simon Trinder and Rhodri Miles. [the Welsh Captain]
deo gracias anglia
Ganked from various people, most recently [livejournal.com profile] jsburbidge:

1. Open up your music player. Hit shuffle.
2. Record the first few words of the first 20 songs that come up that do not give away the name of the song. Skip instrumentals, but don't skip the embarrassing ones.
[I've put titular giveaways in some of the less recognizable songs, because seriously, I have an esoteric enough music collection as it is, and in one case I used the song's only recognizable lyric, although it is a quite well-known song.]
3. Make hapless LJ denizens guess the song names and artists [where possible]. Google is cheating.
4. Least hapless LJ denizen wins admiration.


lyrics under the cut! )
jacobi richard thinks this is hot
By request of [livejournal.com profile] gehayi.

The Flea
John Donne

Mark but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deny'st me is;
It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea, our two bloods mingled be;
Thou know'st that this cannot be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it woo,
And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more than we would do.

Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where we almost, yea more than married are.
This flea is you and I, and this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;
Though parents grudge, and you, w'are met,
And cloister'd in these living walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that, self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Cruel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?
Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou
Find'st not thy self, nor me the weaker now;
'Tis true, then learn how false, fears be;
Just so much honor, when thou yield'st to me,
Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee.
and now doth time waste me
The New York Times review of That Movie links to one of my youtube vids!

I guess I am not really surprised -- I think I have more clips of Mark Rylance doing Shakespeare than anyone else -- but that is awfully neat anyway. Unless it leads to me getting a cease-and-desist order from the BBC, to which I will be sadly unable to reply with "IT IS YOUR OWN DAMN FAULT FOR NOT MAKING THIS PRODUCTION COMMERCIALLY AVAILABLE."

(god, I just rewatched the clip the review linked -- Richard II's prison soliloquy -- and am once again inclined to forgive all Rylance's stupid opinions. Sigh. Derek Jacobi's position as my old gay Shakespearean boyfriend is currently under reconsideration, but I haven't watched his Richard II in a while. I apparently am incapable of staying mad at a good Richard.)
tired ellen by curtana
Apparently not far enough to take the chance to go see That Movie for free. It is cold and I only had two hours of sleep, which is not enough to cope with all the rage it will no doubt inspire. So I am staying home in my pajamas and watching baseball instead.

So here, enjoy someone else's efforts to tear this film a new one. I'm not sure whether my favorite part is "a midsummer night's fart in the wind" or "as boring as it is pompous."
deo gracias anglia
eMusic has an article up called The 13 Grisliest Murder Ballads of All Time.

Now, this includes both traditional songs and not (Eminem's "Stan" is on there), But seriously, any list of the grisliest murder ballads that includes legitimate folk songs but not Long Lankin or Child Owlet -- possibly the most violent of the Child canon -- is not to be taken seriously. And as for songs with known authors -- while the violence in it is relatively understated, Dylan's "Ballad of Hollis Brown" is one of the most horrifying songs I know.

(I mean, seriously, they don't even pick the grisliest song on the album "Murder Ballads"!)

So, flist folkies. Since it is almost Halloween and this sort of thing is appropriate: what would go on your "Grisliest (or just downright creepiest) Murder Ballads" list?
authorship
Which nobody is going to read because everybody is deleting their livejournals and I will have NO FRIENDS LEFT.

ANYWAY. If you are still out there, a giant backlog of links:

Prince Charles weighs in! He's on the right side.

Skeptical Humanities gives us five reasons and then five more why Roland Emmerich is an idiot. It's a point-by-point refutation of Emmerich's ten arguments for Oxford.

David Edelstein's review for New York Magazine gives us probably the pull quote to go on the posters: Roland Emmerich’s Anonymous is a well-polished cowpat that will confuse and bore those who know nothing about Shakespeare and incense those who know almost anything.

The Shakespeare Birthplace Trust is protesting by covering up Shakespeare's name on signs. Kind of an ambiguous protest, if you ask me, but kind of neat anyway. There's another story about it here.

The Village Voice isn't keen on the film either, calling it "the Shakespeare exposé no one has been waiting for" (oh, reviewer, how little you know). Also informs us that there is a "swishy, lisping James I" at the end, which, of course there is.

I Heart the Talkies deems it a "camp fiasco," though the reviewer does not have a grasp on the implausibility of anyone other than Shakespeare being Shakespeare (on the other hand, this is a good sign; even people not immediately turned off by the premise think the movie sucks).

Michael Dobson traces the Victorian roots of conspiracymania in the Guardian: "Taken as a version of one of our culture's perennially recurring daydreams, however -- the tale of the oppressed rightful prince, wickedly deprived of his true heritage and recognition -- it ought to give us serious food for thought about the ease with which fantasy, in some minds, can prove far more compelling than mere truth."

Salon's Laura Miller comes up with the funniest description yet of Rhys Ifans' Oxford: "The result is a bombastic, flashback-ridden farrago of skulking villains, scenery-chewing actors, sub-'Ivanhoe'-style dialogue ('If he is to be my king, then it is my sacred duty to be with him in battle') and what seems like a dozen pretty, flaxen-haired men storming in and out of rooms in snits. Through it all, Rhys Ifans -- playing Edward De Vere, Earl of Oxford and current favorite among the 50-plus candidates proposed as alternate authors of the plays -- swans around wearing a fixed half-smile of campy soulfulness, exactly as Vincent Price might have played Jesus."

The AV Club rates the film a D+: "...it all works toward some late-film twists that are even more ridiculous than the anti-Shakespeare theory at the film's core (which is saying something). It's as dull as it is brainless, the work of creators who've spent far more time concocting silly stories about Shakespeare than learning from him."

Jonathan Jones gives a quick rundown of the arguments for Shakespeare.

The Flick Filosopher wasn't impressed either: "This is a sordid movie: not the good, juicy sort of sordid, but the dreary and depressing sort of sordid." Hee.

Finally, [livejournal.com profile] nineweaving has written some occasional verses.
authorship
Because once again she's where I first saw the Stratfordian link of the day: Wouldn't It Be Cool if Shakespeare Wasn't Shakespeare?

Besides, no argument could ever possibly sway the Oxfordian crowd. They are the prophets of truthiness. “It couldn’t have been Shakespeare,” they say. “How could a semiliterate country boy have composed works of such power?” Their snobbery is the surest sign of their ignorance. Many of the greatest English writers emerged from the middle or lower classes. Dickens worked in a shoe-polish factory as a child. Keats was attacked for belonging to the “cockney school.” Snobbery mingles with paranoia, particularly about the supposedly nefarious intrigues of Shakespeare professors to keep the identity secret. Let me assure everybody that Shakespeare professors are absolutely incapable of operating a conspiracy of any size whatsoever. They can’t agree on who gets which parking spot. That’s what they spend most of their time intriguing about.


It doesn't even mention all the inaccuracies in the movie (for instance, it points out that Shakespeare did not invent the idea of the hunchbacked Richard III -- although he seems to suggest that Thomas More did and I don't think that's the case either; can [livejournal.com profile] lareinenoire or [livejournal.com profile] the_alchemist weigh in? -- but doesn't mention that the film uses Richard III for the Essex rebellion when it's supposed to be Richard II), but it's quite entertaining and, as the quote above illustrates, it's on the mark about the stupidity of antistratfordianism. Plus it's illustrated with a Tom Gauld cartoon. Yay!
total dickhead by redsharlach
I was just about to go to bed -- actually I have been "just about to go to bed" for about two hours, but now I am really going to do it -- but first I had to post this link I got from [livejournal.com profile] nineweaving:

Tracking surveys indicated that audiences were not that interested in seeing the film and it was likely headed for a very soft opening of less than $5 million.



Perhaps this weekend I will make this and rejoice in the sudden resolution of my worries about whether my commitment to making fun of Anonymous requires me to actually see it. St. Louis never gets limited-release stuff.
authorship
Some more links for you all!

Old but good: speeches from a debate on Shakespearean authorship held at the English-Speaking Union in London in June. Team Stratford was represented by Paul Edmondson, MY TWITTER FRIEND Stanley Wells, and Michael Dobson; Team Oxford by Roland Emmerich, Charles Beauclerk (president of the De Vere Society), and William Leahy (who runs that Authorship Studies MA program). Because there is some sense in the universe after all, Shakespeare won! Here's what Team Stratford had to say on his behalf:

Paul Edmondson: "The earliest reference to Shakespeare is a veiled and bitchy remark by Robert Greene which looks down on his presumption to be a writer and calls him a Jack of all trades. Some people are just jealous, and the spirit of Greene lives on."

Stanley Wells: "Some of this evidence, ladies and gentlemen, is posthumously derived. Anti-Stratfordians frequently dismiss all such evidence, using the phrase ‘in his lifetime’ as a mindless mantra, as if posthumously derived evidence were ipso facto inadmissible. But if we accepted only evidence derived from a subject’s lifetime we should not know, for example, how Christopher Marlowe died in Deptford, or of Charles Dickens’s relationship with the actress Ellen Ternan, or how Anne Frank lived and died in hiding during the Second World War."

Michael Dobson: "I for one am very grateful to Roland Emmerich for perfectly underlining the very genre and character of what is called the Oxfordian case. It is no less, and certainly no more, than an absolutely terrific plot for a B-movie."

Wells and Edmondson are also issuing a "polemical essay" on the subject, called Shakespeare Bites Back. It's due out on St. Crispin's Day, assuming the world doesn't end on Friday (with or without Roland Emmerich's involvement). Which is a much better cause than conquering France, isn't it?

Finally, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] nineweaving (who also provided the previous link), Things I Have Learned From Anti-Stratfordians. If you only read one link in this post, make it that one, for it is truly beautiful:

The 17th Earl of Oxford was Queen Elizabeth’s bastard son.
The 17th Earl of Oxford was Queen Elizabeth’s lover.
The Earl of Southampton was their bastard son.
The 17th Earl of Oxford was the Earl of Southampton’s lover.
If it were ever revealed that Oxford wrote Shakespeare’s plays, all four of the above facts would come out.
The plays of Shakespeare were written by John de Vere, 13th Earl of Oxford (1442–1513)
The Earl of Southampton, being fond of cross-dressing, used to hang around the theatres hoping to play female roles. He was given a few such parts and was apparently quite convincing as a girl. You can tell all this by the fact he has very long hair in one portrait.


There are many, many more. Including some awesome ones about Francis Bacon. (Why doesn't he have a Facts Page like Chuck Norris or Richard II?)
henry the hutt
So you know how in That Oxford Movie, Oxford is Elizabeth's illegitimate son (although she doesn't realize it and then they have a bemulleted incest baby who is Southampton)? Which would make him Henry VIII's grandson?

Take a look at these two pictures:





-- and then try to tell me this movie isn't set in the same universe as The Tudors.

IT EXPLAINS SO MUCH.
authorship
comes from the heroic Holger Syme, who also wrote this now-classic piece of snark (be sure to check out all the tinhats in the comments, including THE SCREENWRITER OF THE MOVIE, whose style would be unprepossessing even to someone whose gorge did not rise at the premise of this film), and is less snark and more of a statement on why this stuff matters:

I fear we will actually have to engage with what they consider evidence; we will have to explain, in venues and formats as popular and widely available as those used by the anti-Stratfordians, why their claims don’t make sense; and we will have to be much more robust in our presentation of the facts. I don’t find this an intellectually stimulating (let alone rewarding) prospect, nor do I think there are many constructive conversations to be had. I also don’t relish the thought of having to spend any of my time in the company of Charles Beauclerk’s writings. But if we don’t take part in the public discussion, if we don’t carefully detail our own position and debunk the supposedly skeptical point of view in as accessible a language and manner as the other side, we risk losing by default. Silence will be interpreted as defeat or, worse yet, consent. I’ve read Much Ado About Nothing. I don’t want to be Hero.


Also, there is some good discussion in the comments of that post on the legacy of Bardolatry (whether it gave rise to antistratfordianism or New Historicism or both).

On the other hand, there is also a picture of a poster for a German production of Macbeth that bills it as being "by Edward de Vere, Earl of Oxford, alias William Shakespeare." NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

ETA: And some more!

Alan Jacobs offers some questions to ask your local antistratfordian.

And [livejournal.com profile] mithrigil wrote a sonnet!
giggling katherine by poisoninjest
Presented without comment:



authorship
Eve (a former colleague of mine!) at Skeptical Humanities comments on the film and its "study guide":

So, no, Anonymous is NOT just a movie: it is a huge propaganda machine that wants desperately to sway viewers and students. Oh, and I know that this is nitpicky, but I don’t get the title. Perhaps I’ll understand after I (cringe) see the damned thing, but surely it should be Pseudonymous. I want to make the sequel, Anonymous 2. This blood-and-guts, sexy action romp will argue that Anonymous was not the real author of Beowulf.


As does Bill Blakemore at ABC:

Replying that "this Oxfordian business has always strained my pretty elastic credulity," now Hunt summarized, unambiguously, thus:

"No, absolutely no competent student of the period, historical or literary, has ever taken this theory seriously. First of all, the founding premise is false -- there is nothing especially mysterious about William Shakespeare, who is as well documented as one could expect of a man of his time. None of his contemporaries or associates expressed any doubt about the authorship of his poems and plays. Nothing about De Vere (Oxford) suggests he had any great talent, and there is no reason to suppose he would have suppressed any talents he possessed."
authorship
I am afraid you're going to be hearing a lot about it in this space for a while, but it makes me SO MAD and there is such LOVELY SNARK coming out about it.

In the Telegraph, Stanley Wells weighs in:

"How could he have known about Italy?" they ask. From books and conversations with travellers. How could he have known about aristocratic manners and the workings of court? He was a courtier, a member of the King’s Men who frequently performed before royalty. To turn the argument on its head, we might equally ask how the Earl of Oxford could have known about the mechanics of a gravedigger’s job?


Simon Schama has a piece in Newsweek about Shakespeare and social mobility:

The Earl of Oxford was learned and, by reports, witty. But publicity -materials for Anonymous say that Shakespeare by comparison went to a mere "village school" and so could hardly have compared with the cultural richness imbibed by Oxford. The hell he couldn’t! Stratford was no "village," and the "grammar school," which means elementary education in America, was in fact a cradle of serious classical learning in Elizabethan England. By the time he was 13 or so, Shakespeare would have read (in Latin) works by Terence, Plautus, Virgil, Erasmus, Cicero, and probably Plutarch and Livy too. One of the great stories of the age was what such schooling did for boys of humble birth.


As a side note, Oxford may have been learned, or at least interested in poetry, but he didn't pick it up at university; he didn't attend for long, and while he had MAs from both Oxford and Cambridge, they were honorary degrees granted to members of the Queen's entourage during her visits to the two universities.

James Shapiro, whose Contested Will is possibly the best thing ever written on the "controversy," says in the New York Times that "in making the case for de Vere, the film turns great plays into propaganda":

De Vere is clear in the film about his objectives: “all art is political ... otherwise it is just decoration.” Sony Pictures’ study guide is keen to reinforce this reductive view of what the plays are about, encouraging students to search Shakespeare’s works for “messages that may have been included as propaganda and considered seditious.” A more fitting title for the film might have been “Triumph of the Earl.”


Kind of an odd way to put it -- the idea of a political Shakespeare is perfectly orthodox -- but it's characteristic of antistratfordians to read the plays as nothing but coded messages about specific people and events, and Shakespeare generally does not write allegories.

In only sort of related news, zomg I want this.

via [livejournal.com profile] sovay

Oct. 15th, 2011 12:21 am
oh dear by curtana
OH MARK RYLANCE NO

...Mark, I love you, but you are embarrassing yourself pretty thoroughly here. It is making me cringe and I didn't think I had an embarrassment squick.
authorship
You know the one I mean.

The latest is from Alan Nelson, biographer of Edward de Vere and maintainer of a pretty nifty authorship page -- someone else is credited as the author of the post, but nearly all of it is a quote from him.

It comes down pretty hard on Derek Jacobi, but, as much as I love Jacobi (it was a bit of a jolt to look at this post after posting and before editing and realize he was in my mood icon), he kind of has it coming.

Some of the good bits )

It got a quite positive review in the Guardian, though. I AM DISAPPOINT.

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