Thou turnest mine eyes into my very soul, And there I see such black and grainéd spots As will not leave their tinct.

I’m not gonna lie. This line may have been the hardest one for me to say when I played this role. I just – couldn’t get my head around feeling convinced by that speech. Feel guilty for lusting? Sure, I can understand feeling guilty for loving the wrong dude. But I just couldn’t work out what about any of this sexist, ageist speech was the trigger for her seeing into her soul. Is this true for her?
I think, if I were to play this part again, I’d have to spend a lot of time trying to work out what gets her here.
I’m pretty sure I just responded to my Hamlet’s tone and energy and didn’t think too deeply about what he was saying before finally just saying this line as best as I could – as if I believed it. Which is really the job, I guess. But I can’t help wishing I could have made some sense of it, some internal logic of it, some trigger in it that would have really allowed me to feel as though I were feeling soul stained.

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