Friday, May 30, 2008

The Ape-Bearer will be Down for the Weekend: Hamlet Auditions


A Midwinter’s Tale [a.k.a. In the Bleak Midwinter]. Dir. Kenneth Branagh. Perf. Richard Briers, Hetta Charnley, Joan Collins, Nicholas Farrell, Mark Hadfield, Gerard Horan, Celia Imrie, Michael Maloney, Jennifer Saunders, Julia Sawalha, and John Sessions. 1995. Videocassette. Turner, 1999.
“I know this man well: he hath been since an ape-bearer;
then a process-server, a bailiff . . .” (A Winter’s Tale, IV.iii.94-96).
The College’s server is going to be out until Sunday, so I thought I’d quickly try to put up this selection of auditions for Hamlet from Branagh’s A Midwinter’s Tale—a really brilliant film that has not yet been released on DVD. I'm also considering moving most of my blogging to this site rather than the other. It's becoming cumbersome to update the entire site every time.

Enjoy!

[Quick Note: Language may not be appropriate for all viewers. There's only one obscenity, but I thought I should mention it.]


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