Breaking the Law

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Jude takes a bow.

When I was in London last sum­mer, Corinne and I went to see Jude Law play Hamlet at Wyndham’s Theater on Charing Cross Road. We were told that the play was booked sol­id until the end of the its three-month run, but we saun­tered into the lob­by like we owned the place and grabbed the last two tick­ets five min­utes before the mati­nee show began. (OK I lie, we begged, grov­eled, and at least one of us had to flash the tick­et man­ag­er to get in).

Jude took a sad song and made it bet­ter.

Whichever sto­ry you choose to believe (I can con­coct a thou­sand more and any­way my mem­o­ry is quite hazy), the end result is we got to see England’s Most Handsome Actor (Corinne: “Yay!”) play the Prince of Denmark (Meedo: “Yay!”) Hamlet is prob­a­bly my favorite Shakespeare after Romeo and Juliet (yes I’m a sap).

Although it was abridged (most mod­ern pro­duc­tions of Hamlet are short­ened because, being Shakespeare’s longest play, it would take over four hours to per­form in its entire­ty), and despite Ophelia being jar­ring­ly over-played, I loved it. Law’s per­for­mance was man­nered but not styl­ized, mod­ern but not revi­sion­ist, deeply cathar­tic but not melo­dra­mat­ic. By the end I was so elat­ed that when Law came on stage for the final bow, I pulled out my cam­era (which hap­pened to have a rent­ed 70200 mm lens on it, and that is one huge mofo) and snapped away, com­plete­ly ignor­ing the ush­er star­ing dag­gers at me from the wings. It was total­ly bar­bar­ic and com­plete­ly out of char­ac­ter for me to do so, but hey I was smit­ten.

When the lights came up, the ush­er came over and polite­ly but stern­ly asked me to delete every sin­gle shot right then and there. I turned on my cam­era, delet­ed every oth­er pho­to, and kept the rest. Do I regret doing that? Well today Samira point­ed out that Law is up for a Tony Award for his bril­liant per­for­mance. Now if I had to resort to less than hon­or­able means to get a tiny piece of that for myself… well, in the words of Hamlet him­self, “to sleep, per­chance to dream, ay, there’s the rub.”

{ 14 comments… read them below or add one }

Samsam May 6, 2010 at 8:34 am

Jude Law is so charming!


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 8:38 am

Yeah I guess that would be the moral of this story. :P


Samsam May 6, 2010 at 9:38 am

It is for me :p


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 9:40 am

Haha. Why not? Glad to see my stories have many layers.


Corinne May 6, 2010 at 10:48 am

This day was a testament to your rebellion! When they say don't take pics, that is when you know you need to! Good work! Put more Jude, less me please=)


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 10:49 am

Sorry, no can do. I want more Corinne in the story. :) Oh and speaking of rebellious photos in London, guess who's up next?


Corinne May 6, 2010 at 10:52 am

Who????? P.S i don't see any pics of Jude at all? The ones of him in the snow at the end? Those were nice and showcase your paparatzziiii side=) (i wrote that cause I know you will hate it! ) lol


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 10:56 am

A certain man who never trusts a woman who loves the blues. And for Jude, go to the front page
And for hating your photo, just be quiet. Shush shush shush! x


Corinne May 6, 2010 at 11:03 am

I am lost, and anxiously waiting your next post. And for the record, I never said I hated my pic! I indeed like being next to Jude holding a plastic bag semi purse, just saying Jude is more enjoyable for my eyes=)


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 11:07 am

Still can't find Jude? He's right there on the front page. Oh and by the you can log into the comment system with your Facebook account and then claim your comments (just click on the meeedologo Avatar by your name).


Corinne May 6, 2010 at 11:11 am

I found him, but thought you had more=)


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 11:14 am

I do, I'm just being stingy.


Corinne May 6, 2010 at 11:26 am

Honesty is key in the formation of an empire. OM OUT


Meedo May 6, 2010 at 11:29 am

True dat.


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