An interesting demonstration of how the human brain works.
But also something of a lesson regarding perception, and the unreliability of subjective perspective versus objective reality.
You can be extremely certain about how you perceive the world, your "lived experience," that which you "feel it in my heart." But that doesn't mean it's actually true. And it doesn't mean we have to endorse it, or ignore or outright deny objective reality.
crying crying crying seeing this live made my heart squeeze and ache and i may or may not have made wounded animals noises shit fucking hurted
because you can't see or experience death until you die yourself. What grief is, is the absence, a hole where someone used to be and!!!!! the play got that!! That's how it feels like!!
It also reminded me of the exits bit in TAZ: Balance
When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Some are beautiful, and poetic, and satisfying. Others are... abrupt and unfair. But most are just... unremarkable. Unintentional. Clumsy.
still unwell thinking about guil scorning the player for his stage-dying, saying that real death is nowhere near as dramatic as the player is making it out to be, that real death is really only ever just "man failing to reappear"... and how his final lines of the play are "now you see me, now you-"
“‘average coin toss has equal chance of coming up heads or tails’ factoid actually not statistical error” whispers guildenstern in horror. “it’s us, rosencrantz. we are the error. we don’t count.”
WHAT IF WE WERE STUCK IN A TIME LOOP AND WE REALIZED WE ARE GOING TO DIE BUT IT’S OK BECAUSE MAYBE WE’LL GET IT RIGHT NEXT TIME AND SURVIVE (we won’t. it will always end like this)
i love that their costumes are all beat up and shredded, such as to indicate that they have been through this many times before, like the clothes are a visual reminder of the pasts they dont know about. the other times when they missed it. what if you were wearing a destroyed suit from the dozens, hundreds, perhaps thousands of times you or someone almost exactly like you but in a different theater with a different face got drowned beat up threatened by hamlet's family hung etc . and the audience knows this. but to you it is just your suit