Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Life and Death of King John Act 4, Scene 3


second to last day of Oprahhhhh! no i can't stand it!!! that woman is my life coach, mentor, and just like... favorite person ever. i cannot deal. if you didn't know that tomorrow is the last day, clear your schedules, plan a party, and get ready to cry with millions of other Americans.

act 4, scene 3
Arthur is on the castle wall, in disguise, attempting to escape and save his life. he jumps from the castle wall a little too hard, and dies. Salisbury, Pembroke, and Bigot enter. they intend to meet with the Dauphin and align themselves with him. the Bastard enters and tries to get them to go back to the king, but they won't have it. eventually they discover Arthur's body, and they all freak out, even the Bastard. led by Salisbury, Pembroke and Bigot swear with him to avenge Arthur's death. Hubert enters with the good news that Arthur is, in fact, alive. the others take extreme offense to this, of course. swords are drawn and threats are made. Hubert sees that Arthur is dead. he weeps and swears he had nothing to do with it, but they don't believe him. they leave and Hubert continues to plead his case to the Bastard. the Bastard delivers a threat to Hubert (see quote below.) but Hubert continues to stand his ground. Hubert takes Arthur's body into the castle and the Bastard foreshadows the death and destruction to come in England.

after all that, Arthur died anyway! i cannot beLIEVE that. Shakespeare got me so good. i wasn't expecting that at all!

how historically accurate is this? i have no idea. i read that the Bastard character is fabricated, but how true-to-life are the situations? did Arthur really fall off the wall to his death? anyone know?

if Hubert has to take the fall for this, i am going to freak out. remember how i said i didn't know what side to be on- Arthur or John? England or France? yeah, well it's pretty clear now. down with John! bring it France!

quote of the day:
'if thou didst but consent
to this most cruel act, do but despair;
that ever spider twisted from her womb
will serve to strangle thee; a rush will be a beam
to hang thee on; or wouldst thou drown thyself,
put but a little water in a spoon
and it shall be as all the ocean,
enough to stifle such a villain up.
i do suspect thee very grievously.'

for tomorrow: act 5, scenes 1 and 2

-rebecca may

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