Hamlet; the Noir Adaption 2023 Act 3 Scene 5 Sub Scene 1

 Act Three

Act Three Scene Five

Sub Scene One

Till death do us part or shall it hasten to part sooner?

Gertrude grief for the man whose words were an inspiration to the King. His wisdom listened. The children he leaves behind.

“Not one but two will grief,” Gertrude looked at Hamlet. “What have I done, that thou darest wag thy tongue in noise so rude against me? Or us?”

“Years apart you were from me,” Gertrude sobbed. “I longed to have you with me, but the King says naught. The child is to grow on his journey, I have not seen him dressed by himself. What can a mother or a lady do? But silenced her woes, and when he does return, be doth madness onto him.”

“That can be tolerated with the love of the mother surpassing all those rash behavior but not of this. A killing in my chamber was not to what I wanted, but the love of the son to his mother’s side.”

“Such an act that blurs the grace and blush of modesty, calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the rose from the fair forehead of an innocent love and sets a blister there, makes marriage vows as false as dicers’ oaths.” Hamlet mocked his mother’s love and even her vows toward the King.

“O, such a deed as from the body of contraction plucks the very soul, and sweet religion makes a rhapsody of words! Heaven’s face does glow o’er this solidity and compound mass with heated visage, as against the doom, is thought-sick at the act.” Hamlet accused her of not keeping faith in herself.

“Ay me, what act that roars so loud and thunders in the index?” Gertrude was asking of her son.

“Look here upon this picture and on this, the counterfeit presentment of two brothers.” Hamlet then approached the portrait of the King. One of the few still left on the castle walls. “See what a grace was seated on this brow, Hyperion’s curls, the front of Jove himself, an eye like Mars’ to threaten and command, aA station like the herald Mercury new-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill.

“A combination and a form indeed where every god did seem to set his seal to give the world assurance of a man.” Hamlet point to the man in the portrait.

“This was your husband. Look you know what follows.” Hamlet bowed to the portrait and then motioned to the nearby chamber where Claudius was resting.

“There is your husband now, like a mildewed ear. Have you your eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, and batten on this moor? Ha! Have you your eyes?” Perhaps love was blind most times.

“You cannot call it love, for at your age the heyday in the blood is tame, it’s humble and waits upon the judgment; and what judgment would step from this to this?” At her age, Gertrude was not driven by other urges.

“Sense sure you have, else could you not have motion; but sure that sense is apoplexy (extreme anger); for madness would not err,” Hamlet denies that she was mad but maybe angry at the King thus marrying Claudius.

“Nor sense to ecstasy was ne’er so thrilled, but it reserved some quantity of choice to serve in such a difference. What devil was ’t that thus hath cozened you at Hoodman-blind? Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight, ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all, or but a sickly part of one true sense Could not so mope. O shame, where is thy blush?” Hamler was to call her a strumpet in other words.

“O Hamlet, speak no more! Thou turnest my eyes into my very soul, And there I see such black and grainèd spots As will not leave their tinct.” Gertrude felt guilt in her but was denied by Hamler as lies.

“Nay, but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamèd bed, Stewed in corruption, honeying and making love over the nasty sty!” An expression that sows bred in the sty despite the stench,

“O, speak to me no more! These words like daggers enter my ears. No more, sweet Hamlet!” Gertrude sobbed her tears out.

“The Emperor is a murderer and a villain.” Hamlet for the first time accuses Claudius. “ A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe of your precedent lord; a vice of kings, a cutpurse of the empire and the rule, that from a shelf the precious diadem stole and put it in his pocket— “

An undeserving protégé or one to claim the kingdom.

It was then the ghost appeared. Long unseen and then to appear before the Mother and Son.

“No more!” Gertrude cried out in pain.

“He cometh back.” Hamlet looked away from her.

Gertrude, saw her son talking to himself, or someone unseen by her. He was preoccupied with the dark wall opposite the window opening. There was usually a candle lighted when the bulb failed but on that day, it was not. She asked for the lighted bulb to be replaced for several weeks, but the servants have not found one for her yet. Things move slower without the command of the King with his commanding voice. Claudius was preoccupied with other matters.

The great Chamberlain was unfortunately dead, and calling on his soul then will be meaningless.