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Words, Words, Words
Big-time gabber Josh Kornbluth revels in Kenneth Branagh's talky new take on
'Hamlet'
By David Templeton
A SEVERELY BLOND Kenneth Branagh, in the role of Hamlet, has just uttered
his fiery proclamation that all of his thoughts will henceforth be bloody ones.
The camera pans back, the music swells, and the word "Intermission" floats up
onto the screen. Moments later, the lobby is raucously packed with people, many
forming into looseknit clusters to murmur and debate with unreserved intensity.
Josh Kornbluth, calmly munching on a bagel, is moving bee-like from group to
group, sampling the various verbal nectars before moving on to the next cluster.
A common topic is the epic four-hour length of the film, a measure that is due to
director Branagh's decision to edit not a single line from Shakespeare's original
text.
When word is given that the film is about to resume, Kornbluth returns to his
seat, commenting, "I don't know. I've sat through plenty of 90-minute films that
seemed a whole lot longer."
Verily.
Hamlet, lush and entertaining, energetically performed by such watchable
actors as Derek Jacobi, Charlton Heston, Julie Christie, Robin Williams and Kate
Winslett, is remarkable in spite of its prodigious length. In fact, the inclusion
of lines and scenes that have been excised from previous film versions only
illuminate the Bard's mastery at plot and characterization, while never
diminishing his knack for thick, showy monologues.
Kornbluth, though he might blush to be compared with Shakespeare, is himself a
master of the insightful single-person oratory. His sly, smart, gleefully
autobiographical one-man shows have thrust the mild-mannered son of New York
communists into a luminous class of performers that includes Spalding Gray, Lily
Tomlin and Eric Bogosian. His remarkable work has now been published in book
form. Red Diaper Baby: 3 Comic Monologues by Josh Kornbluth (Mercury
House, 1996) is wise and funny, full of language-loving riffs on human nature
that demand--much like Shakespeare, only far, far different--to be read joyously
aloud.
"It's really sort of cool to hear all of the lines spoken," Kornbluth gushes,
sipping a cup of coffee after the show. "That it wasn't reduced to those few
things that have become our little cliché friends--the 'To be or not to
be' scene, and all the different speeches we know so well--is very exciting.
"Shakespeare, when he's clicking on all cylinders, jumps in and just talks about
people's shit," he continues. "And he talks about it really, really directly.
Claudius says, 'Sure, your dad died, but he had a dad who died, and his dad died,
and his dad died ... so what's the big deal?' That's some very profound shit!"
He stares down at his coffee for a moment.
"I think the lives we live today, as we live them, are not generally represented
in the commercial visual media with anywhere near the complexity or the richness
that our experiences deserve," he finally remarks. "But Shakespeare does that. He
has an amazing grasp of the complexity of human nature. Hamlet is good, but he's
also bad. Everyone is complex.
"But in mainstream stuff," Kornbluth goes on, shaking his head, "Obi WanKenobi is
good and Darth Vader is evil, and that's as complex as it gets. It's like a
binary system. It's zero and one. But in Shakespeare, there are all the possible
numbers. We are 0.000111, or we're 0.001222. You know? We're the square root of
minus one! Within the human character, all numerical values are possible.
"What most movies and plays do, though, is to say the opposite. Zero and one.
They say, 'The things that you feel about yourself, the contradictions that come
to you as you are falling asleep, the contradictions you see in other people's
lives, the paradoxes that cannot be reconciled--forget about those! Those are
fruity phantasms. You should simply understand that you are either zero or one.
You're a superstar or you're nobody. You are a success or a failure. You're evil
or good. You're either a fine upstanding parent or a bad parent.'
"But why not both in conflict with each other?" Kornbluth demands. "Hamlet
is all about how we are both. At least, I think that's what it's about.
What do I know?" He laughs again, throws back the last swallow of coffee, and
concludes thusly.
"Here's what I do know," he smiles. "I know that watching Shakespeare, it seems
to open you up, and I realize afterwards that I am not even scratching the
surface of what it means to be alive. I am not scratching the surface,
intellectually, of what I want from my own experience."
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To Thine Own Self Be Devious: Richard Briers' Polonius plots and schemes
with the unwitting help of Kate Winslet's clueless Ophelia.
Metro Santa Cruz writer David Templeton takes interesting people to interesting
movies in his ongoing quest for the ultimate post-film conversation. This time
out, David meets renowned San Francisco monologist Josh Kornbluth to size up
Kenneth Branagh's enthusiastically wordy adaptation of William Shakespeare's
Hamlet.
From the January 30-February 5, 1997 issue of Metro Santa Cruz
Copyright © 1997 Metro Publishing, Inc.