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...couple of weeks ago, during a Wit and Humor lecture, English professor Leo Damrosch pointed out that, in literature, it’s often the jesters who have the greatest insights into life. Mercutio is the character with the most depth in Romeo and Juliet, Falstaff holds that distinction in Henry IV, and it is the fool who speaks the truth in Twelfth Night. By no means do I intend to claim this mantle for myself. I do, however, believe that humor and levity breed perspective. I never intended to remain a joker forever. My advice to the impressionable souls...
...nations, has put the best of all possible comic operas on record, igniting every line with his sly wit and redwood-sized bass-baritone voice. Don't throw away your old Toscanini album--Claudio Abbado's conducting is sometimes a bit fussy--but Terfel is as fine a Falstaff as has ever lived, and Thomas Hampson is splendid as Ford, the hypersuspicious husband whom Sir John longs to cuckold. If current events are weighing you down, let Verdi buoy you back up. Where there are laughs, there is hope...
...Fiona Bell, whose Margaret moves from manipulative beauty to a crazed outcast, dragging her slaughtered son's bones around in a sack. Earlier, Samuel West and particularly RSC regular David Troughton proved electric as Richard II and his nemesis Bolingbroke (later Henry IV). Desmond Barritt is a sad, lyrical Falstaff, and newcomer William Houston exciting but mannered as Henry...
...witnessing an incredibly powerful theatrical performance with some loved one unable to be in attendance. This experience was greatly heightened by the presence of a largeish woman from Rhode Island who apparently suffered from a somewhat unpleasant crossing from Paris and felt the need to exact her vengeance upon Falstaff, grumbling her woes to her companions in a valiant attempt to drown out his catechism. Leaving the event, I was sufficiently embarrassed of my natal affiliation to go so far as to pose as being, of all things, French. Clearly dire straits. Upon my return to the land...
When Meg Delong was in high school in the northern Georgia town of Gainesville, she was a serious student with her eye on college. Many of her girlfriends worked toward the same goal. But her younger brother and most of her male friends seemed more inclined to act like Falstaff than to study Shakespeare. "A lot of guys thought studying was for girls," says DeLong, now a junior French major at the University of Georgia in Athens. "They were really intelligent, but they would goof off, and it seemed to be accepted by the teachers...