what fire-spells lie in hamlet's mind! here is not some two-dimensional action figure whose only purpose is to enflame the audience with wonder with his sword-slash and his martial agility. here is not some cheap revenge drama where the hero eventually magno-triumphs in glory and thus satiates the spec-tators rage-lust for justice. asymmetrical! here is a man spider-entangled with enigma, here is man truly bewildered by life's perplexo. here is a man who fails to overcome his own interior twists and banish the fog that grips him in paraly-scourge. this drama causes us to ponder life's rattle of chaotica more acutely, it compels us into the prison of inquiry, baffles us and leaves perhaps wiser than before. for what intrigues we humans most is mystery, the unknown, the irresolvable and thus this scholar of wittenberg, armed with a formidible array of proofs, evidences, theories and conjectures, nevertheless, despite all his bookish wisdom, finds himself helplessly at the mercy of rage-orcs when he is challenged to confront the world's unjustice, become a man of action and right his uncle's wrongs! are we all not hamlet? do we all not shrink in the face of tyranno-blight? do we all not at some time or another complacently let injustice govern us, rule us, oppress us? do we all not occasionally become enwebbed by reality's night-shadows and cannot for the life of us rouse the tank-courage needed to banish the vipers? this is a man of emotion! this is a man who thinks! this is a man who contemplates the conundrums harrowing our sleep in constanto! he cannot help but arouse our sympathy and draw us into his sphere, cheering for him, rooting for him, praying for his eventual conquest of lechers for we all at one time or another have experienced similar ideas floating in our cosmos. and yet when he fails life's omnipresent hazard strikes us in greater prepondera thus causing us think more deeply on our existence.
kyle foley, author of Lorelei Pursued, Wrestles with God