"It is a tale. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury. Signifying nothing."
Film critics love to quote Shakespeare when it comes to bashing the latest Michael Bay film, but in 1971 Roman Polanski turned Macbeth into exactly that. A tale of greed, ambition and its moral undoing, Polanski brought a strikingly different interpretation to the text. Here, Lady Macbeth (the beautiful Francesca Annis) is less calculating and more naive, while her husband (Jon Finch) is as much motivated by the bloody world around him as by the prophecies of the witches.
Blood. Grime. Mud. More blood. Polanski's Scotland revels in the dirty truth of it all: even the ghastly trio look like a gang of people you might find sleeping at a bus stop. At the time of its release, Lady Macbeth's naked soliloquy and the graphic nature of the violence were all attributed to the director's loss of his own wife, Sharon Tate, who was brutally killed by the Mansons a short while before. Well, that and the fact that it was funded by Playboy. But now, the vulnerabie exposure of Annis' young body and the butchering, stabbing and gouging only add to the horrible realism of it all. Add a comment
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