This presentation is about Skakespeare's longest play and one of the most powerful and influential tragedy in the English language: Hamlet. It also includes a comparison with the famous film, The Lion Ling.
A ghost resembling the late King Hamlet is spotted on a platform before Elsinore Castle in Denmark. King Claudius, who now rules Denmark, has taken King Hamlet's wife, Queen Gertrude as his new wife and Queen of Denmark.
The ghost speaks to Hamlet declaring ominously that it is indeed his father’s spirit, and that he was murdered by Claudius. Ordering Hamlet to seek revenge on the man who usurped his throne and married his wife, the ghost disappears with the dawn.</li></ul>PLOT<br />
<ul><li>ACT II</li></ul>Polonius has his own theory about Hamlet's transformation; it is caused by Hamlet's love for his daughter Ophelia. <br />Polonius decides to tell King Claudius the reason for Hamlet's recently odd behavior.<br /><ul><li>ACT III</li></ul>A group of traveling actors comes to Elsinore, and Hamlet seizes upon an idea to test his uncle’s guilt. He will have the players perform a scene closely resembling the sequence by which Hamlet imagines his uncle to have murdered his father, so that if Claudius is guilty, he will react. <br />Hamlet goes to kill Claudius but finds him praying. Since he believes that killing Claudius while in prayer would send Claudius’s soul to heaven, Hamlet considers that it would be an inadequate revenge and decides to wait.<br />Hamlet goes to confront his mother, in whose bedchamber Polonius has hidden behind a tapestry. Hamlet believes the king is hiding there and kills Polonius. <br />
<ul><li>ACT IV</li></ul>King Claudius learns of Polonius' murder which shocks him and decides to sent Hamlet away to England with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern immediately.<br />King Claudius reveals his plans for Hamlet to be killed in England.<br />Ophelia goes mad from the grief of losing her father and drowns in the river. Laertes wants to take revenge for his father’s murder and King Claudius explains to him that Hamlet killed his father.<br /><ul><li>ACT V</li></ul>Hamlet explains to Horatio how he avoided the death planned for him in England and had courtiers' Rosencrantz and Guildenstern put to death instead.<br />Hamlet fights Laertes. Hamlet wins the first two rounds against Laertes but is stabbed and poisoned fatally in the third round. Exchanging swords whilst fighting, Hamlet wounds and poisons Laertes who explains that his sword is poison tipped.<br />Now dying, Hamlet stabs King Claudius with this same sword, killing him. Hamlet, dying, tells Horatio to tell his story.<br />Hamlet recommends Young Fortinbras as the next King of Denmark. Horatio promises to tell all the story we have just witnessed, ending the play.<br />
T<br />H<br />E<br />M<br />E<br />S<br />- The Impossibility of Certainty<br />- The Mystery of Death<br />- The Nation as a Diseased Body<br />- Incest and Incestuous Desire<br />- Misogyny<br />
The pangs of despis’d love, the law’s delay,The insolence of office, and the spurnsThat patient merit of the unworthy takes,When he himself might his quietus makeWith a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear,To grunt and sweat under a weary life,But that the dread of something after death,— The undiscover’d country, from whose bournNo traveller returns,—puzzles the will,And makes us rather bear those ills we haveThan fly to others that we know not of?Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;And thus the native hue of resolutionIs sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought;And enterprises of great pith and moment,With this regard, their currents turn awry,And lose the name of action.<br />To be, or not to be: that is the question:Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortuneOr to take arms against a sea of troubles,And by opposing end them?—To die,—to sleep,— No more; and by a sleep to say we endThe heartache, and the thousand natural shocksThat flesh is heir to,—’tis a consummationDevoutly to be wish’d. To die,—to sleep;— To sleep: perchance to dream:—ay, there’s the rub;For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause: there’s the respectThat makes calamity of so long life;For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,<br />The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely, <br />FAMOUS QUOTATION<br />