Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more.
Men were deceivers ever-
one foot on sea, and one on shore,
to one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go
and be you blithe and bonnie,
converting all your songs of woe
into hey, nonny, nonny!
The simple song from the 1993 Kenneth Branagh film runs through my head, along with visions of the beautiful European countryside in the heat of summer.
When Sylvia mentioned her enjoyment of an outdoor theater in Wisconsin that puts on Shakespeare, I asked if she had seen any of Kenneth Branagh’s movies. I picked up a copy of Much Ado at Half-Wit to review it, in case she wanted to watch it together sometime. The first time I watched this movie was my freshman year of high school. We all fell in love with it for some reason…it probably had something to do with being immature high school girls that had crushes on "cute" movie stars or being drawn to emotionally charged movie soundtracks.
I remembered that there would be two possibly objectional parts to the movie: the bare backsides of bathers shown during the opening credits and the scene where Margaret is mistaken for Hero on the balcony at night. After watching the movie again, I wasn’t so much offended by the content of the story, but rather that actors and actresses would be so willing to perform these scenes for the public eye.
Does Ephesians 5 relate to this sort of thing? I’m especially thinking about vs 3-12…For it is shameful even to speak of the things that they do in secret.