Aww, this is a cute little play.

Which is a pretty condescending thing to say about a work of Shakespeare, right? Except it’s true! A Midsummer Night’s Dream is an aDORable piece of literature with elves and fairies and potions and magic—not something I typically go for, and a definite far cry from his more serious tragedies. In this play, a woman suffers whose love for her man lies in contrast to her father’s wishes, he having already promised his daughter’s hand to another, and if she refuses to go along with it she could face death—or worse!—life imprisonment at a convent. (Get thee to a nunnery!) But if two’s company and three’s a crowd, what maketh four? The man her father has promised her hand to is pursued by someone else, someone whom—at the start of the play, at least—NO MAN IS EVEN REMOTELY INTERESTED IN. Poor, sad second girl. Fortunately for her, though, there are sorcerous sprites who live nearby and attempt to assist her with the pitiful predicament of her one-sided love (which is, by the way, a horror show in its one-sidedness). Only in their ineptitude do things go dreadfully wrong for the first woman, who until that point at least had someone to love her back. Well, not anymore! Which makes you wonder...if someone is to have magical powers granted to him, shouldn’t he first be proven competent enough to use them?

Anyway, I don’t mean to appear flippant. This play is very enjoyable. I really liked Theseus, the duke, who gives credit to those who try to please him even while they may not be terribly successful at it. Awkward delivery or not, their intent is recognized and appreciated by him. And that’s a pretty good way to be, I think.

El enredo de los enredos, porque tener un triángulo amoroso, si puedes tener… ¿un cuadrado? ¿Un cuarteto? ¿Un rombo? Mmm algo se me ocurrirá. Es cierto lo que dicen sobre la obras de Shakespeare, son atemporales, así aun teniendo más de 400 años aprecie esta historia e incluso me saco unas cuantas risas, imaginen todos los personajes corriendo por el bosque declarando su amor eterno, y ni siquiera la hermosa reina de las hadas se ha salvado, y para escenificar lo que el mismo Shakespeare dijo

n  Pero el amor puede transformar en belleza y dignidad cosas bajas y viles, porque no ve con los ojos, sino con la mente, y por eso pinta ciego a Cupido el alado. Ni tiene en su mente el amor señal alguna de discernimiento; como que las alas y la ceguera son signos de imprudente premura. Y por ella se dice que el amor es niño, siendo tan a menudo engañado en la elección.n

Se ha enamorado de… de… un cabeza de asno, literalmente.



Así que si te gusta el romance, acá hay uno con fantasía y comedia disparatada, un romance clásico que serviría perfectamente si digamos estás haciendo un reto literario y no sabes qué libro de romance clásico leer, porque el romance no es lo tuyo y odias profundamente al que se le ocurrió incluirlo en el reto, porque de entre todos los géneros tenía que elegir ese... este...estoy divagando, solo les diré que seguro disfrutaran el cuadro amoroso -¡ja! les dije que se me ocurriría algo, no es de mis mejores ocurrencias pero sirve- y tengan cuidado con Puck