Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
Tom Stoppard · 1966
Two minor characters from Hamlet stumble through the wings of Shakespeare's play, trying to figure out what's going on. Stoppard wrote it at twenty-eight and reinvented theatrical metafiction. It's Waiting for Godot crossed with Hamlet, and the combination is both hilarious and genuinely philosophical.
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Beckett did the waiting, Shakespeare supplied the deaths, and Stoppard adds coin flips and wordplay. The cleverness never rests, which becomes the problem: three acts of verbal tennis with nobody to mourn. Without Hamlet fresh in your head, half the jokes sail past; with it, you can see most of them coming. All head, and not much heart.
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