She is such an amazing actor, Lady Macbeth is such a hard role to play because of the time when she literally goes insane. Especially in this scene it's so tricky, the fact that she had to talk to herself and she nailed it. She is such a good actor, she should star in a movie
Out, damned spot! out, I say!-One: two: why, then, ’tis time to do’t.-Hell is murky!-Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?-Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him. The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now? -What, will these hands ne’er be clean?-No more o’ that, my lord, no more o’ that: you mar all with this starting. Here’s the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so pale.-I tell you yet again, Banquo’s buried; he cannot come out on’s grave. To bed, to bed! there’s knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone.-To bed, to bed, to bed!
She is such an amazing actor, Lady Macbeth is such a hard role to play because of the time when she literally goes insane. Especially in this scene it's so tricky, the fact that she had to talk to herself and she nailed it. She is such a good actor, she should star in a movie
Excellent acting,we appreciate your hard work keep it up.
This is an amazing monologue
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It is like a hyperbolic dialoge preambling that all the perfumes of arabia will not sweetish bloody hand😹
Out, damned spot! out, I say!-One: two: why,
then, ’tis time to do’t.-Hell is murky!-Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we
fear who knows it, when none can call our power to
account?-Yet who would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him.
The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?
-What, will these hands ne’er be clean?-No more o’
that, my lord, no more o’ that: you mar all with
this starting.
Here’s the smell of the blood still: all the
perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little
hand. Oh, oh, oh!
Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so
pale.-I tell you yet again, Banquo’s buried; he
cannot come out on’s grave.
To bed, to bed! there’s knocking at the gate:
come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s
done cannot be undone.-To bed, to bed, to bed!
Macbeth is a fool…
He should have killed Duncan’s sons
first and allowed Duncan to die naturally…..
First to say good job at a difficult part. Nowadays Lady Macbeth would have a million social media sympathizers!
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Why mess with Willie's words? Should keep the original language intact....
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