dailydameron:

But Hamlet is freaking Hamlet […] Over the play’s three-and-a-half hours, Isaac becomes more poet than player. His interpretation of Hamlet, as a decent guy who just can’t get past his grief, and is often thwarted by his own anger over that grief is sensitive and astute. He talks through each soliloquy as if these thoughts are genuinely, just then, blooming into being, not enshrined in literary tradition for centuries. Isaac’s organic nuance opens up the language, makes it almost contemporary. Isaac seems to just speak Shakespeare naturally, like it’s a native tongue.The graveyard scene — in which Hamlet regards poor Yorick and contemplates the fleetingness of all existence — is moving in a way I perhaps cynically didn’t think Shakespeare could be anymore. [x]