To be or not to be...

Last weekend, I watched "Hamlet" in The Paradise Factory, performed by The Organs of State. I never saw it being interpreted in such an abstract way before. It was carricated into a farce of a play, the 'tragedy' was put into a comedian contexte of performance. Still, I don't know whether to like it or not, it was defintely impressive, though. The dircetor obviously took the "time ( - and also the state - ) is out of joint" by its word. The actors switched genders, Hamlet, a petite blond girl and Ophelia her melancholic poet boy. Claudius's role would be quarreled and perpetually switched by the ensemble. The play was lifted into an existentialist sphere, ending with the actress Hamlet performing all characters of the final scene, and questioning the reality of the events and Hamlet's state of mind in an even more obscure condition. Illusive life. Or not.