Macbeth By Mark Englehart
Roman Polanski's adaptation of the Shakespearean tragedy remains one of
the most infamous for a number of reasons: the copious amounts of bloody
gore, its expert use of location settings (filmed in North Wales), and
Lady Macbeth's nude sleepwalking scene. Despite its notoriety, though,
this does remain one of the more compelling film adaptations of the
Scottish tragedy, if one of the more pessimistic takes on the story of
Macbeth and his overreaching ambition. If you think the play is normally a
bit of a downer, you haven't seen Polanski's bleak version of it, made in
reaction to the murder of his wife, Sharon Tate, by the Manson
"family." Jon Finch (Hitchcock's Frenzy)
is an forceful Macbeth, bringing out the Scot's warrior instincts, and
Francesca Annis is a memorable Lady Macbeth, but the main thrust of the
film belongs to Polanski's and noted British playwright and critic Kenneth
Tynan's take on the play: extremely violent, nihilistic, and visceral;
this is down-in-the-dirt, no-holds-barred Shakespeare, not fussy costume
drama. Pay close attention to the end, a silent coda that puts a chilling
twist on all the action that has come beforehand and foreshadows more
tragedy to come.
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