The sexism strikes again. Apparently only a silent woman is a good woman. There was one whole monologue I almost typed up in which every word was delivered by a misogynist and which made me want to stop reading, but since I trust in Shakespeare I read on. Sadly I was disappointed. Because the woman (property of father, sold, given to another man to own, and no matter how often they tell them no the men just keep coming or more precise, the one does) can only try to reclaim her life by running away or dressing up as a man….and the life they then claim is with another man.
The scene in which Proteus tells Sylvia he’ll just have to rape her then, since she just won’t fall in love with him, should have ended differently, but it ends with Julia, who has witnessed this, by marrying him and Valentine, who also heard, to forgive his friends since he says sorry. Well, no, you lost me there.
Not one of his brighter plays is it? Usually he gets it right and maybe this was meant to illustrate how men ‚fall in love‘ and mistreat women. But then, it should have been…better done. In most other plays, women die and get mutilated and mistreated, but they shame the men and never are so weak as these two are.
No, my dear. Not happy about that.