Dear Editor,
It is a fine skill
indeed to write a play that, engages an audience, and upon repeated viewings,
enlightens, educates and inspires also. In Tom Stoppards case (one of the
audience members), he created his own intelligent literary construction with
two borrowed names. Considering this, might I ask you to consider the term,
‘one mans trash is another’s treasure’? By this I am referring to Shakespeare’s
characters: Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Characters, which served a cursory
duty in Shakespeare’s Hamlet, but upon
executing their nominal function, were disposed of. I’m sure there could be laws created to punish those who possess
the power to physically reanimate the literally dead, but what of the literary
dead? In the case of Stoppard’s play Rosencrantz
and Guildernstern are dead, it seems commendation, not punishment ought to
be a just dessert for Stoppard textual resuscitative abilities. If William Shakespeare
was himself, ‘not dead’ I’m sure he would consider Stoppard’s text a creative
complement and testament to Hamlet’s
inspirational qualities. Let me pose this example: If the banana is used by one
individual to educate others on the unique form and colour of its peel, why
should there be concern if another individual finds the unused inner working
and gives a new audience a different appreciation for the fruit?
Stoppard’s Play
fleshes out the inner workings of Shakespeare’s limited characters and breathes
new life into their humble personalities, wets their tongues with an innocent
wit and places them at the helm of a near entirely different adventure. Robin
Hood, a cardinal figure in the literary world, had many adventures with his
merry men, not all were crafted from the same pen. The ominous figure of
Dracula, appeared count(less) times in books other than Bram Stokers’ and I’m
sure the varied tales of horror and lustful blood sucking would not be consider
by many, plagiaristic.
If anything, Rosencrantz and Guildernstern are dead
is a reinvention for Shakespeare lovers to applaud, not condemn. Stoppard does not hide behind changed
names to fool the audience of his plays origin or influence. No, instead he
appeals to the humorist, the failed philosopher and the left wing voyeur and
satisfies their literary appetites, by opening all the doors that were closed.
Plagiarism is an ugly
thing…like a rotten banana.
Yours hopefully originally,
D.L BURR.
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