[EXPLICIT CONTENT, ADULT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL IMAGERY AHEAD… SKIP IF EASILY OFFENDED.]
[secondary note: I usually like to say that these bawdy blogs contain “sophomoric humor”… but this one’s pretty much humorless… sorry]
You know me. I love the bawdy. But as we go through King Lear, I’m feeling very much like I felt during Hamlet–that this play sucks the fun out of the bawdy.
I’m not alone in that opinion. Eric Partridge, in his great dictionary of dirt in the Bard, Shakespeare’s Bawdy, says about the same:
- Shakespeare’s Bawdy, Partridge, Eric. New York: Routledge Classics, 2001; page 57
And unlike the old Miller Lite beer commercials, I really can’t say, “Less witty. Reads great!” Continue reading “King Lear: next stop–Bawdy-ville [EXPLICIT]”