feeling kin d a tired lately. , ,
My knowledge of the play’s plot before I read it did not go far beyond “a brother and sister have sexual relations with each other” (I’ll admit, I’m still that reader who doesn’t like spoilers, even when I put my academic hat on). Based on that plot description, I assumed lust would be the key factor in the relationship: two people overwhelmed by sexual desires give in to their attraction even though it defies conventional morality. What interests me then is how both of them contend against this formulation of their actions and desires. Giovanni from the start believes that fate, not lust, drives him; his love must doom him, he says, removing himself from any agency he might have in pursuing her based on his own want. He is not a young man acting on desire, he thinks, but moved and ruined by his own “doom’d fate.” If religion blanches at his love, then he wishes he could make his “love a god, and worship it!” (though he ultimately cannot, he says, for religion bans this idolatry). He feels deeply that he remains the same noble person he was, and to deal with the dissonance of knowing that his desires are considered perverse and immoral, he has to change the world around him, or at least claim that he is compelled to follow his fate, so that he himself is not perverse and immoral. And had we not known the couple’s relationship, most of the scene where they admit their love for each other would seem fairly regular, as far as scenes of courtly love go. The language used between Giovanni and Annabella remains the appropriate language of courtship—he blazons her features and she blushes to admit her own love, and they both admit the noble suffering they have undergone from love. The deviancy of their actions inflects the scene in small ways, as when Annabella admits that her sighs and tears (a usual tool of the courting lover’s trade) emerge “not so much for that I lov’d, as that/I durst not say I lov’d, nor scarcely thinke it." It is not that she loves, she says, but that she must suppress her love even from her own mind, scandalous as it is. Yet they bury any horror of their feelings by using this courtly language and later, after they have slept together, by changing even the way they refer to each other ("Come, Annabella, no more Sister now,/But love, a name more gracious"). They mask that they "converse in love and death" through these customary behaviors that they hope will also undeviate their love.
Perhaps later tonight I will post the conversation they have after sleeping together, because I think it is also a conventional lovers’ speech that sets up expectations for the rest of the play.
Small delights: Bergetto as the empty-headed gallant. I do love having a good gallant character hanging about in a play.
So @TheCapitolPN tweeted this
which was promptly deleted. (G-Bb-A-D are the notes to Rue’s whistle.)
But if you had clicked inspect element before it was deleted
"You silence our voices, but we are still heard."
HOW COOL IS THIS MARKETING?!?! Like the rebels are hacking into the capitol’s twitter!!!!
This is so cool!
CAPITOL CITY (PANEM) — Capitol University sophomore Jayden Sanderson studies a 3D simulation of a lush forest. He zooms in on a river that flows placidly through the trees. “There.” He points to a spot where the river’s bank broadens out. “It doesn’t look like much, but there’s just enough mud here for a Tribute to camouflage himself. The gamemakers didn’t count on that. The probabilities and…
So much misinformation has been flying around that, so help me, I watched all the interviews and collated what both the writers and actors are telling us about next season. And they’ve told us some REALLY surprising things, particularly if you’re familiar with the five movies Bryan mentioned. P.S. I AM TERRIFIED OF EPISODE 5.
Harry Potter Meme:♕ Seven Relationships3/7 Bellatrix Lestrange and Voldemort
If you don’t strategically eat your food so that the last bites to go in your mouth are the tastiest look at your choices
Air into Water
Natalie Dormer Tells Us All About Game of Thrones.