[CONTENT REDACTED: In this blog entry, I made reference to Dr. Pauline Kiernan’s work and book on bawdy in the Bard, Filthy Shakespeare; in doing so, I have offended her by my tone and use of her material. I apologize for the offense, and have thus redacted the reference.]
This week’s podcast is a continuation of our month-long discussion of Love’s Labor’s Lost, focusing on the bawdy humor in the play.
NOTE: This podcast contains mature subject matter and adult language (as well as adolescent humor and naughty bits, lots of naughty bits)… SO, if you’re easily offended, you might want to skip this one and wait until next week’s podcast, a return to safe-and-sane discussions.
Then we’ll finish up with our usual recap of this week’s blog entries.
Continue reading Podcast 33: Love’s Labor’s Lost–Bawdy Bawdy Bawdy (The RESTRICTED “greasy lipped” Episode)
[WARNING: This blog entry rated R for sex and language… proceed with caution!]
Allrightythen, it’s time for our monthly excursion into the sophomoric, our trip to Bawdy-ville!
Here are some nuggets:
Continue reading Richard Knows Where the Bawdy’s Buried
Every month, I delve a little deeper into my sophomore boy-mind, and pull out the bawdy stuff from the play of the month, usually focusing on a particular scene or character.
This month, with The Second Part of Henry the Sixth, I’m going to approach it a little differently. I want to start off with a quick catalog of the “naughty bits” then pull them together for a more generalized statement about the use of bawdiness in the play.
Continue reading A Trip to Bawdy on the Soul Train
This entry rated R… cover the kiddies’ eyes…
It seems that when I did the discussion of the wooing scene from The Taming of the Shrew (Act Two, Scene One, lines 169-281) a couple of days back, I forgot to deal with the bawdy aspects (like I said I was going to in the the original “Bawdy, Body, Who’s got the Bawdy?” entry).
So here we go…
Continue reading Bawdy, Part Two
Back in my first experience with Shakespeare, I was lucky enough to have as my guide, Bill Lindquist, a fearless teacher who was more than willing to go that extra unexpurgated mile for us students and show the bawdiness behind the Bard. So if last month’s play came down on the bloody side of the “sex and violence” equation, then The Taming of the Shrew definitely falls (or maybe that’s “stands up”) under the sticky sweet side.
Continue reading Bawdy, Body, Who’s got the Bawdy?