Wednesday, November 18, 2009

FoxTrot: Anthony and Cleopatra Sequence (Part Two)

Amend, Bill. The Return of the Lone Iguana: A FoxTrot Collection by Bill Amend. Kansas City: Andrews and McMell, 1996.

Paige's encounter with IV.xv is fabulously well-worded: Indeed, it flows like a poem:
Blah Blah Blah . . .
"I am dying,
—Egypt, dying" . . .
Blah Blah Blah . . .
"I dare not, dear" . . .
Blah Blah Blah . . .
They kiss?!
The character playing Anthony spends the entirety of that strip repeating "Act IV, scene xv."

He's even there in the background of the final panel of that strip, still making googly eyes!

The stage direction in question must appear in Paige's edition—whatever it is. It probably takes place after these lines: "Quicken with kissing: had my lips that power, / Thus would I wear them out" (IV.xv.39-40).

And now we can examine the remaining seven strips in the series.

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