Word: polonius
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...aristocratic, romantic and (he admits) "not scholarly" conception of the role. His Hamlet is passionate sometimes to the point of hysteria and Chamberlain's accents (well east of mid-Atlantic) are tinged with tremolo. Sir Michael Redgrave, an esteemed former Old Vic Hamlet who plays Polonius in this TV production, says that, overall, "Richard is very good-more than just interesting." To fit the two-hour time slot, however, more massive surgery has been performed on the Folio than any that Kildare ever...
Rinfret is part Puck, part Polonius. The blend is instantly apparent when, his chubby face rumpling into a smile, he admits that he is more than a bit controversial: "When Pierre stands up to speak, they say, There he goes again, that publicity seeker, that headline hunter.' Perhaps Pierre is flamboyant, perhaps he does make headlines. They forget that Pierre does his homework too, and a lot of the time he's more right than the little gray...
WARREN MOTLEY is an unusually sympathetic Polonius-less pompous than confused. Michael Ladner and Celestine are very good as Polonius's children, Laertes and Ophelia. Each plays his character very young, and the scene in which they say goodbye to each other as Laertes leaves for Wittenburg is a delight-Laertes trying to be big brother while Ophelia teases and hugs...
...comedy Much Ado About Nothing is directed by London's Peter Gill in his American debut; Henry V has Len Cariou in the title role; while Hamlet is a stunning full-length version with Brian Bedford as the prince, Maria Tucci as Ophelia and Morris Carnovsky as Polonius. For variety, Chekhov makes a premier appearance at this festival in a supple staging of The Three Sisters...
...scene at Columbia. In fact he boosted himself through a window into President Kirk's office, though he declined the insurgents' invitation to smoke a presidential cigar (a "sign that I was not taking their side"). A month later, Spender was roaming Paris, listening to another Polonius of the Old Left, Jean-Paul Sartre, at a Sorbonne rally and being mistaken by French student-rebels for the professor-prophet of revolution, Herbert Marcuse. To the young, alas, all white heads look alike...