our drama teacher glenn was in othello, so jeni, carlo, and i watched the play. still haven't slept by the way, well i did, i had like two hours of sleep before going to school, but six hours of sitting and listening and talking, really, even if i slept the whole day before that i'd still be tired and stressed and yawning. that was a weird sentence; no jake it doesn't look great. or right. the point was free tickets, we watched.
iago's one of my favorite characters ever. ok, that was pretentious. really. anyway what's fantastic about the iago we saw earlier was the beyond-evil thing going on there, i guess you can call that charm, or humor, which makes him scarier. that's close to the ideal iago, i think. or at least my idea of iago. there was no attempt to try to explain his actions, even the added final scene (iago kisses the dead othello) was a little, mysterious i think. don't listen to those gay stories they tell you. monsters should not be explained.
poor othello. critics always say othello is othello's tragedy but iago's play. i don't know why i wrote that. what if hamlet and iago were in a single play, what would happen?
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