I have been treating myself to such delightful diversions as I can find. Tonight I thought of the following lines from A Midsummer Night’s Dream:
Oh, when she’s angry, she is keen and shrewd!
She was a vixen when she went to school.
And though she be but little, she is fierce.
I’ve always liked that line because that is how I like to think of myself. But it isn’t true. Though I be but little, I am meek! But I thought: what a better way to assuage my anger than by watching That Bard’s most successful comedy? If you have seen it on film, it is probably the 1999 version with Kevin Kline and Michelle Pfeiffer and lots of other stars. I recall watching it, but I wasn’t that impressed. Of course, let’s face it: Shakespeare’s “most successful comedy” is a very low bar. Read, it is unbearable. Performed live it can be pretty good. And the 1999 version certainly made a film of it.
I however, was limited to the 1996 version, directed by Adrian Noble. It is the only film that he’s ever directed. He is a theater director and the film is directed very much like a play. Little consideration is given to realism. The only yielding he does to the medium is to introduce a child who is dreaming the play. When the film started, I thought, “Uh, oh!” But it really works. The play is meant to be a dream for the audience. But there is no audience, hence the boy.
There were many other aspects of the film that were play like. I loved that Noble doubled up most of the parts. Hippolyta and Titania are the same actor (Lindsay Duncan) as are Theseus and Oberon (Alex Jennings). All of the mechanicals (except for Bottom) doubt as fairies. And most pleasingly, Puck and the Master of Revels are both played by Finbar Lynch. It all gives the movie an extra dream feeling. Plus: I’ve always found A Midsummer Night’s Dream to have far too many characters.
I loved the art direction too. It is all done with extremely bright colors and sharp edges. It is, in a word, playful — like the whole production. There is no “outside” in the movie. The scenes that take place at the palace of Theseus and the first meeting of the mechanicals are the only realistic ones. I suppose some may take exception to the over-use of doors, but I liked this very much. What’s more, it helps to make the scenes between the young couples work much better than they are written.
The character of Bottom deserves special attention. He is played by Desmond Barrit, again, someone who mostly works on the stage. He sounds and acts so much like Zero Mostel it’s weird. But I don’t think he’s trying. It is just his own style of bombast. Regardless, he’s perfect for the role.
I also thought that Noble did an excellent job of weeding out a lot of the unnecessary exposition. Once Puck sets things right with the young couples, we don’t need to see it resolved. They love each other and will be allowed to married. Still, it is Shakespeare with his many failings. The film focuses with great relish on the mechanicals story line, and rightly so. The fairies are fighting over an issue so trivial that it’s downright embarrassing. And the young couples could have been plucked from any of Shakespeare’s many interchangeable comedies.
But you have to wonder about Shakespeare. The mechanicals are working men. Why does Shakespeare think they have to be such idiots? In the film, as in any decent production, they are very funny. But I can’t really get passed the fact that Shakespeare is saying, “The common man is inferior.” Never has a writer so kissed up to the power elite. And let’s not forget: that’s why he is so widely praised to this day. As the British empire grew, Shakespeare went along for the ride. He was the playwright who always told the royal powers what they wanted to hear. In fact, in many of his plays, it is only by the arrival of royalty that everything gets worked out. It can all be fun, but we must never forget that we are watching the most pernicious of propaganda.
Given all this, I think you can’t find a better version of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. It is truly a fun movie.

I wish I could wait until Christmas for this. But it’s gonna be old news by then. Aisha Harris over at Slate, proposed the very reasonable idea,
Corey Robin wrote an excellent article over at Jacobin,
Fifty years ago today, Kenya became independent of the United Kingdom. So all you conservatives out there, don’t you see? Obama isn’t a Kenyan interloper, he’s a British spy. “Obama, Barack Obama.” By the way, what’s with that? Public Policy Polling found that 
So there’s this squirrel and he’s talking to his wife. He says, “I really hate that cat that roams around here. He almost killed me the other day.”
Is it just me or am I writing longer articles recently? I can’t help it. For the last couple of days, I’ve been so angry about the state of this nation. It all started this weekend when I took a big plunge into my long thought about book-length essay, “How to Cross a Street.” The truth is that I have no idea what it is about except in the vaguest of terms. It is about the one thing that I think matters: community. But our cultural trend is disastrous. And my personal history is none too great either. And that’s the part that makes me mad. If I can’t help to create community in my little part of the world, what hope is there generally? But from a writing standpoint, it’s all good. An honest look at one’s failings can work very well. Or so I tell myself. Because no one else is here.
Five years ago today, Bernard Madoff was finally arrested for his decades of fraud. So remember: when you rip off people, make sure that they are poor! Of course, ol’ Madoff had already had 70 really good years of life. This is far more than most people get. So he has to spend the rest of his life in prison. Big deal. Not a very big punishment as far as I’m concerned. If someone gave a baby the option, which do you think it would take? First option: you can have a great life of wealth and influence where people bow before you and treat you like royalty and then during the last couple of years of your life, you will not be thought well of and you will be in jail. Second option: you will work your whole life and no one will really appreciate it and then you will retire where you’ll live a sad, lonely, and poor life. I think Madoff did very well for himself!
Last night I discussed
Normally, I would be writing my birthday post now. In fact, normally, I would have already written it, but I just had to say something about the YouTube “conversation” I had,
It’s a sad old world. In general, I don’t comment on YouTube videos, except to reply to comments on my own videos. But there was a video I commented on recently,
Let’s leave Ross Douthat’s Catholicism aside for the moment. In his most recent column he is skeptical,
I remember some time ago, Stuart Varney, the Fox News business guy, noting how he had to fight adversity. According to him, it is hard to become on-air talent with a British accent on American television. That’s like saying it is hard to become a world class sprinter because you run so fast. But Varney is an idiot—a very common idiot. I run into his type all the time. He understands economics entirely from a Chicago School standpoint. In his mind, economics is very simple. If you raise the minimum wage, there will be mass layoffs. If you increase the corporate tax rate, prices will go up. It’s very much like the logic of someone with a little physics education thinking that a penny dropped from the top of the Empire State Building will crush someone’s head. It’s strange that anyone could think that prices are set based upon how much something costs to make rather than how much people are willing to pay for it. But that’s what you get when all your knowledge comes out textbooks and an ideological desire to believe.