I wound up at the top of Google results a while back for this question:
why did shakespeare quit working?
Because he didn’t find it punny anymore?
Actually, I have no idea. I don’t even like Shakespeare. I know. I know. Blasphemy. Get me to a nunnery. Although, a nunnery was actually a brothel, and I don’t think I’d like it there any better.
See, that’s what I couldn’t deal with — not just the middle English “what the fuck are they saying!?” moments but these little jokes and puns and plays on words where the teacher would have to stop our recitation of the lines to tell us it was funny. Orly? I couldn’t tell.
The best versions of Shakespeare’s plays come in the No Fear editions because they give you a page of the original, and opposite that, a current day paraphrase that explains what’s going on. I wish they’d been available when I was in school. I really fought to clue into Caesar, Macbeth and Hamlet.
Saskatoon runs Shakespeare on the Saskatchewan every year and I’ve heard it said that his plays are best seen performed rather than read. But I still haven’t coughed up the ticket price to see if that’s true. Maybe I ought to next year. They’re celebrating 25 years and will be doing A Midsummer Night’s Dream. That one I did enjoy reading.
For those who are Shakespeare fans, perhaps you were unaware that Shakespeare has a new play – it’s called All the World’s a Grave. I hear it’s quite good.