There’s no point in doing a production of Macbeth without putting some energy into the insanity of you doing a production of Macbeth. one of THE most recognizable scripts in Shakespeare’s canon, littered with quite literally dozens of phrases that make ears prick when spoken aloud, cannot be said without some fanfare. You’re dropping famous lines every five minutes, let’s make a scene of it!
Relatedly, witches as stagehands. Witches as one-line messengers and murderers. Witches as minor men in the big big story being told. Witches as pre-show ushers, I don’t care. DO IT ALL.
Lady Macbeth and Macbeth should be approximately 30 seconds away from f*cking on-stage at any given moment
Banquo should be cast and performed by absolutely the most charming guy in the cast; oozing charisma, captivating audience members from across the room, and being so very sexy. this is a requirement.
drunken Porter monologue being 50% improv is the backbone of society
It should be illegal to stage the Malcolm/Macduff scene with no homoeroticism. I think staging Malcolm as petulant and lascivious at the top of 4.3 is the only thing that makes it believable, and also coincidentally allows for bisexual flirting.
on Macduff: obviously the second most important guy in the play. him as aloof soldier under immense pressure due to his belief in what is right, which finally causes him to snap in aforementioned 4.3… he CARRIES!
Figuring if the dagger and the ghost being visible to the audience is good or not. Compelling case for either. Witches being as quiet manipulators of the set/scenery could be utilized here?
What, you have a guy who used to be your friend, now your enemy, who is the only person who can kill you, due to fate and destiny? Sounds gay to me.
Trying to figure out if there’s a sexy way to have guys carrying sticks or guys touting about heads. Maybe not.
This play is so, so much better said with a Scottish accent. (intentional non-Scottish accents may be utilized sparingly. an English Lady Macbeth makes my brain go TZZT TZZT, like a live wire.)
Gender is the whole thing. It’s the whole play. Costumes are a part of the whole thing; pants vs. kilts is a very classy and sexy dichotomy, though it obviously depends on the chosen time period. Lady Macbeth in pants is obvious but always is cool. Or do it all in drag. Something to be said here about the witches but I can’t even get into it
Lines which I think need to be said with absolutely solemnity and pause: “Unsex me here”, “Dispute it like a man / But I must also feel it as a man”, “If we should fail— / We fail?”, probably more.
Killing Macbeth off-stage is the coward’s route. Blood must have blood - ON STAGE, before my eyes!
absolutely insane that they got such an excellent and effortless speaker of Shakespeare’s text, Adam Best, to do the bit part of Antonio. totally outstanding.
it’s crazy how there will never be anyone in theater who ever comes close to brushing the undisputed greatness of stephen sondheim. he will always be peerless.
this is my fault for being on TikTok. but watching the active death of historical appreciation is becoming psychologically disturbing to me. there is this one guy who poses quizzes, where he plays clips of songs from musicals and asks you to identify the song/musical, and he generally offers a pretty wide range of pieces, with at least 1-2 from each set being a beloved 20th century musical. and in the comments there will be teenagers saying “I got 0/5, I only listen to SIX and HAMILTON”, or “why would you choose these weird musicals, where is RIDE THE CYCLONE”. and I don’t mean to say that this experience of encountering music from decades ago as a young adult and feeling intimidated by it is uncommon! but when I heard about how allegedly fantastic Stephen Sondheim’s SWEENEY TODD was, I didn’t react with this offended, willful, and loud ignorance; after some scoffing, I sat down and listened to it, then listened to it again, and then again and again, until I had every note in my body. which is what good music can do. if you just let it in.
sometimes I’m like, this parading as a New York artistic elite who is a snob and sees themself a tastemaker is all a charade. and then I go to the theatre every single day for 6 straight days
being twelve and watching The Hunger Games movies and thinking that Woody Harrelson was fuckable as Haymitch Abernathy fundamentally changed the trajectory of my life. probably.