Last fall, when I was trudging my way through a massive essay on Shakespeare's Macbeth, I found myself thinking, "It would be awesome if I could clarify some of my points with a GIF." Because that's how my brain works. While there was no way to work GIFs into my essay, that particular thought process resulted in a crude retelling of the entire play. Somehow. I'm not even sure how it happened.
It sat in my drafts for months, like many of my weird mid-essay musings. I couldn't help being irrationally proud of it, though, so it's been up on Goodreads for awhile. But today I found myself in need of a blog post, with nothing else anywhere near completion. And so it was decided that I should just go for it.
King Duncan to Macbeth:
Macbeth to King (secretly):
Lady Macbeth to Macbeth:
Macbeth to Duncan:
Malcom and Donalbain:
Macbeth to Banquo:
Malcolm to Macduff:
Macduff and Malcom:
And now, textual clarification, in case the GIFs were ambiguous:
Witches: Some shenanigans are about to go down. We might or might not have caused them.
King Duncan to Macbeth: You rock, dude.
Macbeth to King (secretly): Yo Duncan, I'm really happy for you, and I'mma let you finish, but I'mma kill you.
Lady Macbeth: *shredding guitar solo* Off with their heads!
Macbeth: Wait...now I'm not so sure...to regicide or not to regicide?
Lady Macbeth to Macbeth: Wuss. Make up your mind.
Macbeth to Duncan: Sure, why not? YOLO. *stabs Duncan*
Duncan: [I'm not sure how that GIF can be any clearer.] Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
Everyone: WHAT JUST HAPPENED I CAN'T EVEN
Malcom and Donalbain: Enough of this. We're out.
Macbeth: Kneel, peasants. I am Macbeth of Scotland and I am now king because of reasons.
Macbeth to Banquo: I KEEL YOU.
Macbeth: WAT IS LIFE
Fleance: *goes the way of Malcom and Donalbain, which is away*
Malcolm to Macduff: Can I trust you?
Macduff and Malcom: Watch your back, Macbeth.
Macbeth: *angsts like Harry Potter in book five*
Lady Macbeth: I have made a terrible mistake.
Lady Macbeth: *dies a suspiciously ambiguous death*Macbeth: [Again, there's no need to clarify this.]
Army: *random army of trees appears out of nowhere*Macbeth: What in the name of Bucky Barnes is going on?
Macbeth: *is now dead*
Witches: LOL, my bad.
Everyone: *sighs and starts wiping up the blood*
If you haven't left yet, please know that you can read the real Macbeth for free right here. If you want to watch it, I'd recommend this intense and creepy Patrick Stewart version. Unless the GIFs are enough for you, and in that case...
*clumsily sneaks out of room*