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February 12, 2007

We'll not discuss the poetic justice in our discussing The Tempest while a storm is headed our way.

Much as a few others have gone on record with this, its been a while since I've had to pick up my copy of the Tempest. I was one of those lucky people who had this text in Shakespeare class as our presentation and it rocked (especially with Karissa making that awesome powerpoint and all).

If nothing else, I enjoyed the total bastardization that happened when they adopted the work for film. As such, this became a perfect example of Watson's discussion of a certain item being translated for a different media/audience.

Luckily, for me, I didn't have to dig out the Book of Sand (har har) and only had to flip through my Penguin classics version, but still.

Now I feel so inadequate because I didn't have the Norton and don't have the intro so many have referenced. Oh poo.

Posted by KevinMcGinnis at February 12, 2007 10:33 PM


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