We just watched it, streaming on Netflix, but we will buy it just in case it disappears from Netflix. I put 5 stars on the old, old Helen Mirren CYMBELINE, and of course the Baz Luhrmann ROMEO AND JULIET gets 5 stars. David Tennant's HAMLET is so good half way through that I am holding fire until I am ready to see it all. Can you understand why I have to wait? But who would have thought that Josh Whedon in 12 days in Santa Monica Canyon (yes? and at the start, Morton Bay figs on La Mesa?) could have assembled a cast of unknowns (to us, except for the "ruggedly handsome" Fillion) in a production in which every player understood every word he or she was saying? This far surpasses the Branagh production (despite Michael Keaton) and outshines the 1984 BBC production (even in the wonderful moment when Robert Lindsay is told, "Kill Claudio"). I have never seen a stage production. Here, you can almost imagine forgiving Claudio. No, you really can imagine forgiving him, and, heaven help me, do forgive him. Three cheers for Joss Whedon.
Next, MEASURE FOR MEASURE, Joss?
Rotten Tomatoes 84%? Come on!
Metacritic 78%? Come on!
This was a high 90s production.
And the LA touches were, well, priceless: watch Benedick stuck as a guest in the house and grounds but nevertheless doing his elegant exercises elegantly and effortlessly.
Next, MEASURE FOR MEASURE, Joss?
Rotten Tomatoes 84%? Come on!
Metacritic 78%? Come on!
This was a high 90s production.
And the LA touches were, well, priceless: watch Benedick stuck as a guest in the house and grounds but nevertheless doing his elegant exercises elegantly and effortlessly.
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