Showing posts with label Love's Labour's Lost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love's Labour's Lost. Show all posts

Thursday, November 10, 2011

How do we feel about a common blog for our final project?

Love's Labours Lost
Romeo and Juliet



Love's Labours






Hey everybody, if we like the idea of creating a common blog for our final project, I entitled the name of our blog as "Lovers of Shakespeare."  GET IT???  Hopefully the pun isn't to hard to catch seeing as we are casted as lovers of Shakespeare and also happen to collectively be lovers of Shakespeare...

The URL is: http://loveslabours232.blogspot.com/

Anyway, last night Averill and I spent a couple hours watching a classic version of Romeo and Juliet and ate some incredibly buttery popcorn... and now have a great foundation for our script.  We focused on the classic lines that pertain to the way we have divided up the material for our three 1 1/2 minute scenes.

I liked Matt's idea that he brought up in class on Tuesday, and thought this could be a great way for our group to inform each other on our progress, address road blocks, and a put up and develop ideas we have for our final project.
   
Hamlet and Ophelia

Lastly, in class today, I can give everyone the passwords etc. associated with everything if this is something we are interested in doing. 

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

I think I am becoming Shake-speer

I recently missed a day in my biochem class; a friend of mine texted me to see where I was, and I found myself pulling a Shakespeare...  You know how there's alot of what we called antimetabole (A to B; B to A) banter in Love's Labour's Lost?  When I texted my friend back about where I was, I said:  "Well, I might be at my apartment being slightly more responsible than irresponsible, but slightly more irresponsible than responsible..."

And while you are trying to figure that one out, here's our friend Brian Regan busting out with a bit of antimedabole himself, or flip flops as he likes to call it:


AND, I had a quick antimedabole back and forth with my grandma over conference weekend as well... and yes the context was dating...  she said "You don't realize what you have till you lose it," but then I stayed alive with the help of my buddy Shakespeare and said, "Well, you also don't realize what you didn't have till you got it...:)"

And we can round all this out with an exchange from Love's Labour's Lost when in Act III Scene 1 Moth and Armado are going at it a bit:

Armado:  Sweet air!  Go, tenderness of years, take this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring him festinately hither.  I must employ him in a letter to my love.  
Moth:  Master, will you win your love with a French brawl?
Armado:  How meanest thou?  Brawling in French?

Have some fun with busting out a few flip flops yourself!!!