Macbeth - Power and Corruption (Polanski's the Tragedy of Macbeth)
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- 1973
- 34 min
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Fair is foul and foul is fair.
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning or in rain?
When the hurlyburly's done.
When the battle's lost and won.
- That would be ere the set of sun.
- Where?
Upon the heath.
There to meet with Macbeth.
- What bloody man is that?
- Hail, friend!
Say to the king thy knowledge
of the broil as thou left it.
The merciless Macdonwald led
his rebellion from the Western Isles.
And fortune on
- But, brave Macbeth...
- He deserves that name.
- Carved out a passage
till he faced the slave.
And ne'er shook hands
nor bade farewell...
...till he unseamed him
from the nave to the chops.
Valiant cousin!
Upon this chance did
the Norwegian king...
...with new supplies of men,
begin a fresh assault.
Dismayed not this our captains,
Macbeth and Banquo?
Yes. As sparrows eagles,
or the hare the lion.
So well thy words become thee as
thy wounds. They smack of honour.
Go get him surgeons.
- God save the king.
- What news, worthy thane?
Norway, in terrible numbers...
...assisted by this traitor,
the Thane of Cawdor...
...began a dismal conflict till
Bellona's bridegroom, Macbeth...
...confronts the king arm against arm,
curbing his lavish spirit.
And to conclude,
the victory fell on us.
Great happiness! No more that thane
shall deceive our bosom interest.
Go pronounce his present death.
And with his former title,
greet Macbeth.
So foul and fair a day
I have not seen.
What are these?
So withered and wild
in their attire...
...that look not like
inhabitants of the Earth.
Speak, if you can.
What are you?
All hail, Macbeth.
Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis.
All hail, Macbeth.
Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor.
All hail, Macbeth,
that shall be king hereafter.
Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
which outwardly you show?
My partner you greet with grace
and great prediction...
...that he seems rapt withal.
To me you speak not.
If you can look into
the seeds of time...
...and say which grain will grow
and which will not, speak to me...
...who neither beg nor fear
your favours nor your hate.
Hail! Lesser than Macbeth,
and greater.
Not so happy, yet much happier.
though thou be none.
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo.
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail.
Stay, you imperfect speakers!
Tell me more.
By Sinel's death,
I know I am Thane of Glamis.
But how of Cawdor?
Say from whence you owe
this intelligence.
Or why upon this heath you stop
our way with such prophetic greeting?
Whither are they vanished?
Into the air.
And what seemed corporal melted,
as breath into the wind.
Were such things here
as we do speak about?
Or have we eaten of the insane root
You shall be king.
And Thane of Cawdor. Went it not so?
To the selfsame tune and words.
And to be king...
... stands not within
the prospect of belief.
No more than to be Cawdor.
The king hath happily received
the news of thy success.
Thick as hail came post with post,
and everyone did bear thy praises.
We are sent to give thee from
our royal master thanks, not pay thee.
And for an earnest of a greater
honour, he bade me call thee...
...Thane of Cawdor.
What?
He lives. Why do you
dress me in borrowed robes?
but that life he deserves to lose.
Treasons capital, confessed
and proved, have overthrown him.
Glamis, and Thane of Cawdor.
The greatest is behind.
Thanks for your pains.
Do you not hope
Those that gave Cawdor to me,
promised no less to them.
enkindle you unto the crown...
...besides the Thane of Cawdor.
Often, to win us to our harm,
instruments of darkness tell truths.
Win us with honest trifles,
to betray us in deepest consequence.
This supernatural soliciting
cannot be ill...
... cannot be good.
If ill, why hath it given me earnest
of success, commencing in a truth?
I am Thane of Cawdor.
If good, why do I yield
to that suggestion...
... whose horrid image doth unfix
my hair and make my seated heart...
... knock at my ribs
against the use of nature?
Present fears are less
than horrible imaginings.
is but fantastical...
... shakes so my single state of man...
... that function is smothered
in surmise...
... and nothing is but what is not.
I thank you, gentlemen.
Look how our partner's rapt.
If chance will have me king,
chance may crown me without my stir.
Worthy Macbeth.
We stay upon your leisure.
Give me your favour, my dull brain
was wrought with things forgotten.
Let us to the king.
Long live the king.
Nothing in his life became him
like the leaving it.
He threw away the dearest thing he
owed as if it were a careless trifle.
There's no art to find
a mind's construction in the face.
On him I built an absolute trust.
"Hail, king that shalt be.
This have I thought good
to deliver thee...
...my dearest partner of greatness...
...that thou might not be ignorant
of what greatness is promised thee.
Lay it to thy heart, and farewell."
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor...
...and shalt be what thou art promised.
Yet I do fear thy nature.
It is too full of the milk of human
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