What more is there to say about Othello? As if the succeeding ubiquitous scandals of each and every character aren't more ferocious than the last! All I can say is that Shakespeareans need to keep their you-know-whats in their you-know-wheres. Seriously. Each scene seems to be a new character sexually impeding upon someone else's marriage. This theme emanates from each page from each and every character. It's a little discomforting. To me, the relations between the characters are lilliputian and of minuscule importance compared to each character's inability to just "talk it out." Everyone seems to have formed one homogeneous relationship by now.
Seriously. One character lacks the competence to converse with another character about the problems that he or she may be having. Put a bunch of splenetic people in a play and things get bad. This has created a cycle of ingenuousness among the characters, inevitably making everything end in one disastrous powder keg explosion. One can only gain knowledge by finding things out ~through the grapevine. Guys, just cut the soap opera drama and speak to each other about what's bothering you; there is no need to be reticent or plot revenge that ends in a noisome and unpleasant death. But I guess it wouldn't be Shakespeare if it weren't one tortuous plot that transgressed and spiraled into a sudden vertex that would end the play in tragedy.
