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Editorial
Amazon.co.uk Review
Tom Stoppard's modern stage classic finds a pair of film actors worthy of its verbal japery and existential bewilderment: Gary Oldman and Tim Roth are deliciously locked in as the title characters of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. And yet it remains difficult to tell which one is Rosencrantz and which Guildenstern--even they seem unsure--a clever part of Stoppard's ingenious design. Focusing on a pair of unremarkable characters from Hamlet, Stoppard sees the great play from their confused perspective. Now and again the action of Hamlet sweeps them up, but most of the time R&G are left wondering where they are, what they have been sent for, and why they can't remember anything that happened before the beginning of the play. Richard Dreyfuss (fittingly grandiloquent) is the Player King, who seems to know more about the ominous workings of fiction and tragedy than the heroes do. Stoppard's first outing as a film director is handsomely shot but uncertainly paced--although any time Oldman and Roth go into one of their tennis-match debates on probability, identity, or death, the movie crackles. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern may be the "indifferent children of the earth," but for this brief moment they deserve center stage. --Robert Horton
That was a cult play but times have changed
Review date: 2007-10-07 Rating: 8 out of 10
This play is a myth in Shakespearean theater, maybe even a cult. When the play came out in 1967 it was acclaimed as a postmodern rewriting of our vision of the world. A tragedy like Hamlet's is here entirely captured through the eyes of the two secondary characters in the play, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Finally someone was looking at great dramatic historical events from the point of view of two insignificant witnesses, maybe even not witnesses, just people there unwilling and un-chosen, just there by accident or opportunism. They look and understand nothing. They feel something is hidden from them but they do not know what. They capture glimpses and tidbits here and there from behind a window or through a closed door and the plot is slowly reconstructed out of shape from a completely deconstructed partial vision. They even think they are taking advantage of the situation to their own profit and they end up hanged. That was received by many in America as a metaphor of the Vietnam war, a war decided and managed by the leaders of the world but fought and suffered by the simple draftees. It was an immediate success on American campuses. But today, and even maybe in 1990 when the film was made, the meaning is no longer that simple, that postmodern. It is not a metaphor of the war on Iraq. It is not in anyway an anti-war pamphlet as it once was. It is not even an anti-establishment pamphlet because the war on Iraq is fought by professionals and not draftees, because there is no alternative ideology or even utopia questioning the apparent full domination of global market economy and unclear not always very decisive elections between Tweedledee or Tweedledum or maybe Tweedledum and Tweedledee. And as a matter of fact it is Rosencrantz and Guildenstern that look like these politicians who are wavering from one side to the other, from one pit to the next, from one illumination to a vision, and never coming to any kind of control over things except by tossing a coin. We are getting into a new post-postmodern period where there still is no truth, where there are still only points of view, but we now know history is not done by individuals, groups or even masses. History is beyond our grasp and understanding. We just struggle to survive, no matter what. The tragedy is then no longer for the leaders of the world, the drama for the copycat actors and the melodrama for the masses. We are just pawns on a chessboard that no one controls. So the film has aged, and the play has aged. Neither speak to us as they used to howl to our thirst and hunger for freedom.
Dr Jacques COULARDEAU, University Paris Dauphine, University Paris 1 Pantheon Sorbonne & University Versailles Saint Quentin en Yvelines
Gary Oldman and Tim Roth make a superb comedy double-act. Oldman in particular shows a great talent for comedy acting.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern bemusedly exist in a world constructed by Shakespeare, not knowing why they are here or how they got here. Throughout the film they struggle to make sense of their existence and the things that go on around them. But there is no real meaning to their being, they've merely been plonked into the world to speak a few lines in Hamlet at the appropriate times.
Oldman's playful idiot and Roth's questioning mind will keep you entertained from start to finish. You'll be sorry if you miss this!
Through out the film we get snippets of Hamlet and visions of what is to come. The real fun is in the fact that the dialog and the actors could have easily been seamlessly slipped into the original play.
Their play on words not only matches Shakespeare but a good dose of Lewis Carroll; "Toes on the other hand","Don't you mean the other foot?"
Disperses through the story Rosencrantz (Gary Oldman) makes all the great discoveries from gravity to flight to steam engines and so forth. Every time he goes to show them to Guildenstern (Tim Roth) they are overlooked, or dismissed.
The only person that was a tad over the top, acting like he was acting wad Richard Dreyfuss as the leader of the acting troop. However this is one movie that you can get away with it.