Othello

Shakespeare has something for everyone. I truly believe that. My favorite work of his by far is “Othello”. Iago, Shakespeare’s greatest villain in my humble opinion, makes the entire play.

I never understood the whole Romeo and Juliet intense romance…. The thought of killing myself for love definitely never resonated with me. The extreme ambition of Lady MacBeth… the murderous deeds of nearly ever King and future King….. I couldn’t relate… but Iago, is an entirely different story. Who hasn’t been so entirely motivated by jealousy that it blinded better judgement? We think we’ve discovered clarity and yet, all we’ve truly found is a feeling we feel forced to attribute to something bigger. We blame it on hate. We blame it on love. The end result is always the same; complete self-destruction.