Imaginez un 'Shapespeare in Love' Gay avec des acteurs très convaincants, mignons,
bons chanteurs, et une musique très très sympathique!

Encore une fois cela montre la capacité de l'oeuvre protéiforme de Shakespeare à inspirer des oeuvres modernes. Les paroles de shakespeare sur le rock moderne de la dernière chanson 'Pyramus and
Thisby' fonctionnent parfaitement!

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La mise en scène est inventive, l'usage des lumières et des costumes au maximum de ce qu'un petit film indépendant au budget limité peut accomplir. Certains tableaux sont des hommages à 'Pink
Narcissus' ou Pierre et Gilles très réussis.
Le film date de 2008 mais ne sort qu'à présent en France. Il se joue actuellement au Nouveau Latina, courrez-y!
The course of true love never did run smooth...
Synopsis from IMDB:
After his eccentric teacher casts him as Puck in A Midsummer
Night's Dream, Timothy stumbles upon a recipe hidden within the script to create the plays magical, purple love-pansy.
Armed with the pansy, Timothys fading spirit soars as he puckishly imposes a new reality by turning much of his narrow-minded town gay, beginning with the rugby-jock of his dreams. Ensnaring
family, friends and enemies in this heart-wrenching chaos, Timothy forces them to live his kind of life for themselves. The course of true love never did run smooth, but by the end of the film
(based on director Tom Gustafsons prolific short film Fairies) the bumpy ride comes to a conclusion.
Directed by Tom Gustafson
Playlist de 20 clips sur Youtube ici: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hw1oEtRBQBk&feature=PlayList&p=86E79F85653B9C28&index=0&playnext=1
I see their knavery.
This is to make an ass of me.
To fright me, if they could.
But I will not stir from this place, do what they can.
I will work, up and down here.
And I will sing, that they shall hear.
That I am not, I am not afraid.
I am not afraid.
I know not by what power I'm made bold.
But still you flout my insufficiency.
The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye.
My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody.
My tongue, your tongue, were the world mine.
And I will sing, that they shall hear.
That I am not, I am not afraid.
I am not afraid!
Faeries away! Fetch me that flower...
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down.
Faeries away! Swift as a shadow...
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down!
Oh why rebuke, you him that loves you so?!
Lay breath so bitter, on your bitter foe.
On your bitter foe!
What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
I pray thee gentle mortal, sing again.
I pray thee gentle mortal, sing again.
Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note.
So is mine eye enthralled into thy shape,
I'll follow thee, I'll follow thee,
and make a Heaven of Hell...
I'll follow thee, I'll follow thee,
and make a Heaven of Hell...
And make a Heaven of Hell!
Faeries away! Fetch me that flower...
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down.
Faeries away! Swift as a shadow...
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down!
Faeries away! Fetch me that flower...
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and...
Faeries away! Swift as a shadow...
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down!
My ear should catch your voice...
My eye should catch your eye...
My tongue, your tongue...
Were the world mine...
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