Hamlet (Translated Into Modern English) - Audio Drama/Play - Looking For Voice Actors!
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The Prince of Denmark, the title character, and the protagonist. About thirty years old at the start of the play, Hamlet is the son of Queen Gertrude and the late King Hamlet, and the nephew of the present king, Claudius. Hamlet is melancholy, bitter, and cynical, full of hatred for his uncle’s scheming and disgust for his mother’s sexuality. A reflective and thoughtful young man who has studied at the University of Wittenberg, Hamlet is often indecisive and hesitant, but at other times prone to rash and impulsive acts.
Note: Be prepared for a lot (and I mean A LOT) of blocks of dialogue with Hamlet. He has quite a lot of soliloquies, and has quite a bit of dialogue (being the titular protagonist and all)
. In the name of all the angels of Heaven, of Earth, and even Hell, don’t let my heart burst! And don’t let my muscles fail me but hold me up. Remember me! Yes, as long as memory will last in my confused brain. Remember me! Yes, I would erase every other foolish memory – everything I had read, people I have known, all the troubles I’ve had in my life, and the ghost’s commandment will be the only thing that lives in the book of my mind, uncomplicated by the presence of irrelevant things. I swear to that. (As if in pain) Oh most pernicious woman. Oh villain, villain, smiling damned villain! My paper. I would have to write it down… That one may smile and smile and be a villain! That was at least certain in Denmark. (Announcing loudly) So, Uncle, there you are! ‘It’s adieu, adieu! Remember me!’ …There. I have sworn it.
Not where he eats, but where he is being eaten. A banqueting party of shrewd worms is with him right now. Your worm is your only emperor for eating. We fatten all animals to fatten ourselves, and then we fatten maggots. Your fat king and your thin beggar look like two different dishes, but they end up on the same table in the end.
I put my heavy coat on and crept out of my cabin. I groped about in the dark and found my escorts. I stole their documents and went back to my cabin where, ignoring good manners, I unsealed the royal commission. Oh, royal knavery, Horatio! It was larded with pleasantries about the respective health’s of Denmark and England, and then, can you believe it! Lies about me and a request to chop my head off immediately, without even stopping to sharpen the axe!
