I approve of historically accurate sleeves. Possibly I spend too much time in the fourteenth century, because all that shit looks normal now.
The perverse reasons are manifold, and I suppose I could say it's the language or the politics, or the subtly-executed genderfuck, or Derek Jacobi's performance or Fiona Shaw's, or the United Airlines commercial I saw as a child with the "sceptred isle" speech in it, or the fact that it was the first text on which I did really serious academic work (my thesis in undergrad, generated by my weird reaction to it by which I didn't love it at first and I thought I would and needed to work through that), but probably the lasting and most resonant reason is that it gave me a framework through which to vocalize my depression.
(Also, this reminds me that I'd planned to start a "why I love my favorite Shakespeare play" thread on my own journal -- inspired by this (http://www.penguinclassics.co.uk/static/cs/uk/10/minisites/shakespeare/readmore/whyilove01.html), in which my own favorite is left out!)
Re: weep thou for me in France
The perverse reasons are manifold, and I suppose I could say it's the language or the politics, or the subtly-executed genderfuck, or Derek Jacobi's performance or Fiona Shaw's, or the United Airlines commercial I saw as a child with the "sceptred isle" speech in it, or the fact that it was the first text on which I did really serious academic work (my thesis in undergrad, generated by my weird reaction to it by which I didn't love it at first and I thought I would and needed to work through that), but probably the lasting and most resonant reason is that it gave me a framework through which to vocalize my depression.
(Also, this reminds me that I'd planned to start a "why I love my favorite Shakespeare play" thread on my own journal -- inspired by this (http://www.penguinclassics.co.uk/static/cs/uk/10/minisites/shakespeare/readmore/whyilove01.html), in which my own favorite is left out!)