Yesterday I went to the final performance of Hamlet on the Moon, which is basically Hamlet but modernized (futurized?) and set on the moon. There is a complete script there in case you are interested in reading it. I had forgotten what a great play Hamlet is. I have always liked plays, whereas I am not so fond of, for example, poetry and novels. But I don’t know why I find Hamlet so great, but yet I do. I suppose it brings up things all of us can relate to, such as revenge. But it’s just a story.
Or is it? Hamlet’s story, I find, is not so different from that of Évariste Galois. Both were generally dismissed as being crazy, although neither one was. And of course their lives ended in similar ways. There are, of course, many other similarities between the two stories, but I wish neither to bore nor to take away from the imagination of my readers by filling in my impressions here.