- Type: Paperback
- Pages: 159 pages
- ISBN: none
- ASIN: none
- Edition Language: English
Ive read this play three times, and Ive found that the longer the time that has elapsed since I last read it, the better I imagine it to be. In theory, its a great play: the political situation, involving the tribute an emerging British nation must pay to a Roman empire has interesting Jacobean parallels in continental politics involving a Roman Church; the theological implications, the way Shakespeare finds a place for compassion in the merciless world of Lears gods and flies, is instructive and attractive; and the cavalier manner in which the bard treats stage conventions--from the anonymous two lords in the first scene who only exist to present the necessary exposition to the eventual appearance of a literal deus ex machina in the person of Jupiter--shows a master of form thumbing his nose at his own expertise for his particular metaphysical purposes.Sure, this all sounds great in retrospect, but the characters themselves are petty and cold and and when they are fresh in my mind they--with the exception of Imogen--fail to move me.
Iachimo (little Iago) is too pathetic and irresolute in his villainy, Posthumous Leonatus is too easily persuaded of his loves infidelity and too abruptly murderous in his intentions, and even Imogen is much, much too ready to forgive. Also, the play is so full of misunderstandings that it takes one of the longest final scenes in Shakespeare merely to straighten out all the loose ends.
And yet. . . Cymbeline is full of marvels and immortal poetry (including a dirge that is one of the finest lyrics in the English language) and it is graced with a heroine--Imogen--who is as admirable, lovable and brave as any the poet has created.