Tuesday 5 January 2021

Shakespeare in the Time of Covid...Macbeth.

 Lying awake the other night, my mind started moving without my permission - like it does - towards the way the current pandemic might have impacted on the plots of famous stories and plays. By the time I went back to sleep. I’d visualised what Macbeth might look like if Covid had hit 11th Century Scotland...

Macbeth

ACT I

SCENE I. A desert place.

Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches.

FIRST WITCH

When shall we three meet again

In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

SECOND WITCH

When the vaccination’s done,

When the lockdown’s been and gone.

THIRD WITCH

That’ll take most of 2021…..

FIRST WITCH

Where the place?

SECOND WITCH

Upon the heath.

THIRD WITCH

There to meet with Macbeth.

Loud cackles


SCENE 2 A Heath

Enter MACBETH and BANQUO

MACBETH

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

BANQUO

What are these

So wither'd and so wild in their attire,

That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,

And yet are on't? 

THIRD WITCH

All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!

BANQUO

Speak to me, who neither beg nor fear

Your favours nor your hate.

FIRST WITCH

Hail!

SECOND WITCH

Hail!

THIRD WITCH

Hold on – we’re only allowed to mix with one person from outside our household….

Exeunt witches

MACBETH

Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more…..

BANQUO

The earth hath bubbles, as each household has,

And these are not within our bubble. Have ye your mask on?

Infected be the earth on which they stood – come, we must sanitise….


SCENE 3


Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter

LADY MACBETH

'They met me in the day of success: and I have

learned by the perfectest report, they have more in

them than mortal knowledge…’

Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be

What thou art promised: 


Enter a Messenger


What is your tidings?

MESSENGER

The king comes here to-night.

LADY MACBETH

Is not thy master with him? 

Messen

So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:

LADY MACBETH


Exit Messenger


The raven himself is hoarse

That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan

Under my battlements. Come, you spirits…..


Enter Messenger


MESSENGER

My lady, we have just gone into Tier 4 

The king cannot visit our household after all.


LADY MACBETH

Well that’s scuppered our plot then….

Might as well finish the play here.


THE END



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