Here's a story to break the hearts of all bibliophiles, infuriate Shakespeare scholars and admirers, and confirm the truth that for some people everything has a price, even a priceless folio. Paste the link below into your browser, a facility the Bard never dreamed of - imagine Shapespeare with an IPad :)) And then weep for the philistinism unleashed by the love of money - and lament the lack of cultural conscience in a person who can bring themselves to.....well, read for yourself :((
http://news.aol.co.uk/man-mutilated-priceless-book/article/20100617111317194947074
On top of
this, a new film titled "Anonymous" is currently being produced which plays out the controversy
about the authorship of many Shakespeare plays. Was it Shakespeare or
Edward De Vere, the 17th Earl of Oxford who wrote those great works of genius? In the background of the literary sleuthing is the
dangerous rivalry between the Tudors and the Cecils, scheming and plotting over the succession to the
throne. And Vanessa Redgrave is an absolutely inspired casting for Queen
Elizabeth.
Oh, and I have an opaque blue china decorative plate of the bard in Question, that doesn't seem to go anywhere obvious in the new house. It won't scan so can't show it, but it's an impressive Victorian plate produced by Sampson Hancock and Sons at the turn of the 19th / 20th Century. It will however find a place - a reminder of what can be done with 26 letters arranged into a few thousand words, which in turn are arranged into sentences and scenes and chapters by authorial choices from a near infinite number of options. So a Shakespeare theme seems destined this weekend - I intend to have an early Saturday morning viewing of The Merchant of Venice, lent to me an unconscionable length of time ago, and my favourite Shakespeare play from school days. By early I mean, well, early. Will have watched a play by Will long before breakfast arrives for most other sensible bloggers.
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