oh, I just can’t waaaait to be kiiiing!

Macbeth, Act I scene iii (via incorrectshakespearequotes)

– also Lestat de Lioncourt, Prince Lestat

What’s the most fun non-sexual activity you used to do with Lestat, (back in the 1800s, before TV, and such)?

merciful-death:

Entertaining Claudia, back before she was too old to desire it.  We would build a “set” out of chairs, blankets, and pillows, and would act out all of the famous plays.  She and Lestat both endlessly got a kick out of me playing the “damsel in distress” parts, to my dismay.  However, her laughter would always make any embarrassment worth it.

Those were the best of times.

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bitchenwitch:

megmakepeace:

33blackbirds:

theghostparty:

to-reign-in-hell:

europeansdomusicalsbetter:

cto10121:

Bereczki Zoltán as Mercutio.

I just saw the captions and I knew that I had to reblog this.

what the hell is going on in this gifset because I kind of want it.

Welcome to what is ‘Romeo es Julia’, the Hungarian adaptation of Romeo et Juliette that takes place in a dystopian future and contains an epileptic Tybalt, fire, a very very very bisexual Mercutio, fire, leather, chain mail, fire, a fucking terrifying double suicide that Romeo and Juliet manage to pull off that is hella crazy, fire, blood, and fire.

DID I MENTION FIRE BECAUSE HUNGARIAN THEATRE ALWAYS HAS SOME SHIT ON FIRE I SWEAR.

 

Act I

Act II

Available with English subtitles.

Also, Mercutio is definitely bisexual in this and it’s my favourite thing ever.

I can’t even… 

I ALWAYS READ MERCUTIO AS BI HELL YEAH

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tombagshaw:

‘Discarded Memory’

My contribution to the ‘Shades’ show at Corey Helford Gallery which starts on July 27th. Shades is a group exhibition of 16×16” paintings exploring the single palette and has a wonderful line-up of artists: Aaron Woes Martin, Andrew Brandou, Beau Stanton, Ben Frost, Carlos Ramos, Chloe Early, Cyrcle, David Stoupakis, Deirdre Sullivan-Beeman, Ernesto Yerena, Esao Andrews, Germs, Greg Gossel, Joey Remmers, Junghwa Hong, Lola, Martin Wittfooth, Melissa Haslam, Michael Peck, Nate Frizzell, Nouar, Revok, Richard J Oliver, Rish, Shag, Soey Milk, Tom Bagshaw and Yumiko Kayukawa-  really happy to be part of this show!

‘Discarded Memory’ is digitally painted, printed on cotton rag stock and then hand embellished with acrylic. It is mounted on board, varnished and framed and will be available via the gallery from the 27th.

The sixteenth century called, they want their hair back.

faceofabotticelliangel:

Doth I giveth a fuck? Nay; for the fucks that I may giveth are but specks of sand in this vast ocean of romantic delusion in which we swim; for in thy eyes are not treasures for which fucks I would giveth but the swirling pools of Inglorious War; Nay, my dear, nay for the borgeouise. Nay for the driving pigs of capitalism. Nay for the death of true righteousness and beauty in thy soveriegn gaze. I have no fucks to giveth Lestat. Not one.

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cloudsinvenice:

I think this kind of speech is why Lestat is so in love with Shakespeare.

Yes. Dripping with sarcasm!

He quotes Othello in the IWTV movie when killing the whore in front of Louis (strikethroughs are words he cut out):

Yet she must die, else she’ll betray more men.

Put out the light, and then put out the light.

If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,

I can again thy former light restore

Should I repent me. But once put out thy light,

Thou cunning’st pattern of excelling nature,

I know not where is that Promethean heat

That can thy light relume. When I have plucked thy rose

I cannot give it vital growth again,

Its needs must wither.”

(The last line should actually be “It must needs wither.”)

Lestat quoting Othello

High res here

Lestat quoting Othello (Act 5, scene 2), in Interview with the Vampire (strike-throughs are words cut out, and the last line is different, too):

Yet she must die, else she’ll betray more men.

Put out the light, and then put out the light.

If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,

I can again thy former light restore

Should I repent me. But once put out thy light,

Thou cunning’st pattern of excelling nature,

I know not where is that Promethean heat

That can thy light relume. When I have plucked thy rose

I cannot give it vital growth again,

Its needs must wither.”

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Ellen Tracy as Lady Macbeth by John Singer Sargent, and fanart by Anna Bernal (she also has a blog here)

This painting always reminds me of the Queen of the Damned:

… I saw them in the thickening gloom-the two of them, their red hair catching the hazy glow of the fire; the one holding the bloody brain in her mud-covered fingers, and the other, the dripping heart. … Mekare lifted the brain to her mouth; Maharet put the heart in her other hand; Mekare took them both into herself.

And the twins turned around and stood up now, Maharet’s arm around Mekare. And Mekare stared forward, expressionless, uncomprehending, the living statue; and Maharet said:

“Behold. The The Queen Of The Damned.”

There is an enormous difference between Mekare and Lady MacBeth, obviously. But still. Look at the passion in Lady MacBeth’s eyes… She already knows that the means of obtaining this crown were absolutely poisonously wrong, the crippling guilt is setting in, but she’s still consumed with the desire for it all the same. 

Whereas, Maharet, together with Mekare, must destroy & replace the mad Akasha, the original Queen of the Damned. Looking at this painting, it seems more that the woman (I guess this would be Mekare) is horror-stricken at having to take on such a burden, but she’s willing to make the sacrifice it requires for the good of the coven, and, the world.

Also I love the fanart by Anna Bernal, so I threw that in for comparison. She reads more as Jesse Reeves to me.