Conversation Piece - Monday, December 8, 2008
"Oh, come not near me, sir; I shall defile you.
I am that of your blood was taken from you
For your better health. Look no more upon't
But cast it to the ground regardlessly;
Let the common sewer take it from distinction.
Beneath the stars, upon yon meteor
Ever hung my fate, 'mongst things corruptible;
I ne'er could pluck it from him. My loathing
Was prophet to the rest, bu ne'er believed;
Mine honor fell with him, and now my life."
(The Changeling V.iii.158-67)
I am that of your blood was taken from you
For your better health. Look no more upon't
But cast it to the ground regardlessly;
Let the common sewer take it from distinction.
Beneath the stars, upon yon meteor
Ever hung my fate, 'mongst things corruptible;
I ne'er could pluck it from him. My loathing
Was prophet to the rest, bu ne'er believed;
Mine honor fell with him, and now my life."
(The Changeling V.iii.158-67)
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Just Deserts
Just to jump off of Jocelyn’s post and to tie in a little of the introduction, the “unnaturalness” and “wickedness” of the murders were corrected in the end. It can be argued that it was the unkindness in the murders (the dishonorable killing of Andreas and the mean-spirited murder of Horatio) caused a sort of cosmic unbalance that needed the guiding hand of Revenge and the final word of Andreas (who seemed to have been wronged worst). The murder of Serberine sealed Pedrigano’s death, which, because it was due to deceit, served to further stain Lorenzo’s hands and ensure his karmic death as well. The ending murder-suicides settled the scores and added to the body count. However, further, and final, justice was meted out in the form of Andreas’ appointments of eternal torture or eternal pleasure. At this point the audience should, yes, feel a little disturbed, but also be able to feel, or at least empathize with Andreas’ satisfaction.
