Hamlet: Anatomy of a Cumberkerfuffle

Originally written for Exeunt There is a man. He is in a play. And everyone has utterly lost their shit. I mean wholesale, clambering over each other for first grab, taking surreptitious photos in the theatre, following him from the stage door to his car, madness. Those fans, eh? Nope, it’s the journalists. In a … Continue reading Hamlet: Anatomy of a Cumberkerfuffle