Monday, December 10, 2007
anti structure? or experiment?
Thursday, December 6, 2007
what does Ophelia mean?
Monday, December 3, 2007
movie or the play?
But i do not believe that the author does not capture all the aspects of the film. But he does portray the over hearing part well but in unnecessary areas such as when Hamlet encounters Ophelia and nearly scares her half to death. Because in the book it states that Ophelia is talking to the queen and king about what hamlet did. Plus im a fan of watching a movie that is word for word from the book but yet it can be hard to interpreting what is happening at times or where scenes take place
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Is art in general like a mirror that reflects society's flawed nature?
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
To what degree does Claudius believe Hamlet is a threat to him?
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Does Hamlet Love Ophelia
Another reason I believe that Hamlet is not in love anymore is the fact that hes has over listened on Polonious conversations with Ophelia about how she shouldn't love Hamlet becasue his love is temporary and he marries whoever his parents decide. Now it looks as if Hamlet has given up on Ophelia and still but yet still has hope for his mother. This again relates to why he talks to Ophelia as if she was his mother.
My Third view of this is that Hamlet is using Ophelia to convince Polonius that he has gone mad with love. This can be proven when Ophelia is describing Hamlets action in there encounter in the closet. This can show that he is using Ophelia to spread word of his recent acts of craziness. It is important to note that the king and queen have not seen Hamlets craziness first hand that is why he needs to use Ophelia as a target. Doing this she will most likely tell Polonious and then he will tell the king Hamlets gone mad and from there word will spread around the kingdom.
Monday, November 26, 2007
my child hood spilled out
All I remember was that the structure for life was ripped out from under me,
I was changing schools
To some this might be a joyful moment in life. Unfortunately for me It wasn’t. This went against my will, it would be the last day I cried. From that point on the flood gates of my eyes would be closed for eternity.
Because of this sudden event I realized my emotions nor opinions had no place in life nor did they effect anyone. From them on I became an emotionless monster; this monster became a familiar object of my life
Now I realize that the change was for the better. Not only did I meet new people who were able to acknowledge my existence. Through them I gained new experiences that pealed back the layers I created. Letting glimpse of light show as if a ray of light was coming out of a key hole
This monster is the toughest thing I’ve had and still am dealing with in life
But now all I know is that
I am breaking
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My Job
So as I slowly enter the freezing cold room, barely lit bye overhead lights, that become visible as the door slowly creaks open, giving the room a feeling as if it was a mid evil, underground cave light bye torches. I am armed with a blade that is 5’x3’. As I slowly make my way to the floor to start my task, the overseer gives me my instructions and closes the door behind me leaving me alone in the freezing room. Where my breath becomes visible and nearly turns into frost that sticks to the walls. As I finally reach the floor I can instantly feel the cold crawl up my legs and into my back. So I pull out my blade and slowly start chipping away at the ice, just as my overseer commanded me to do. As the ice pieces fly past my head I notice the pain of the cold kissing my ears making them sting as if they never knew what warm ever was. During the fight of me against the ice as it was almost chipped away it seemed to hold on tight and resist my judgment of its existence. The more it was hit the more it clenched on tighter, as if it was grasping on its final moments of life. But with one precise hit the ice lost all hope as it was forced off the ground, flying into the wall and shattering into countless pieces. As I turned around I grabbed the broom behind me and cleaned up the scattered pieces of ice and slowly headed out the door and as I left I looked over my shoulder and saw what use to be a ice covered floor now shine with metallic glory, as if its life had been replenished just as the door closed. Soon after I exited the cold version of hell I transfer in to a blast of heat from the deep fryers and grill. I am greeted by a lady whose ego makes up for her height. The sight of her frightens me because as I exit the freezer she says “Jamie there’s yet another job for you”. The sound of my name being used is as if my days only begun. I quickly react by thinking what’s worse than what I have just done could this next job be easier or could it create the downfall of my career, but just as I am about to be assigned this horrible task I am saved by the end of the day only to return again and face this fear.