“Then must you speak of one that loved not wisely but too well.”

Othello ends his life with these sad words: “I kissed thee ere I killed thee: no way but this; Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.”

And so the betrayed Moor ends his story of love, deceit, betrayal, bitter jealousy, and murder. My least favorite of the four plays I’ve interpreted at my high school during as many years, I must still offer kudos to Shakespearience’s energetic cast.

Certainly one of the Bard’s most heartbreaking plays, this dark story was, at least, easier for me to interpret than the manic comedies. I’ll take a Hamlet any day over the frantic spewing of words and mistaken identities in “Midsummer…” or “Much Ado…” From tragedy to comedy and back again, it makes me secretly wonder if Shakespeare was possibly bi-polar.

Regardless, it is my hope to not interpret any of Old Will’s works for some time to come.