TO BE OR NOT TO BE Benedict Cumberbatch, David Tenant, Ian Mckellen, Judi Dench

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To be or not to be … HAMLET DECONSTRUCTED by Benedict Cumberbatch, David Tennant, Sir Ian McKellen, Dame Judi Dench, Rory Kinnear, Paapa Essiedu, Tim Minchin, and Harriet Walter… OH and Prince Charles…

Actors can learn a lot from this simple education in how to recite Shakespeare’s Most Fmaous Speech… TO BE OR NOT TO BE

Such as Benedict Cumberbatch is NOT Eddie Redmayne

Benedict Cumberbatch

 

We learn that Tim Minchin is a PIANIST

Tim Minchin

Here is David Tenant displaying how to “SIT” into “THAT is the question”

David Tenant

When Sir Ian McKellen proclaims “Lend me your ears…”

Sir Ian McKellen

… Prince Charles comes running with a QUESTION!

Prince Charles

OH and Scotland Yard needs should investigate Hamlet The Dame’s skull…

Dame Judi Dench

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TO BE OR NOT TO BE

To be or not to be – that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep-
No more-and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to-’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-
To sleep, perchance to dream. Aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th’ oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.-Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia.-Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered

To be or not to be

To be or not to be