I have the strangest of problems. My daughter is a bright, bookish 16-year-old, and therefore ought to be the bullseye of the target demographic for fans of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. She hates it; she hates it passionately, aggressively, and evangelistically. I’ve tried to explain its greatness: the heartbreak of the ending, the symphonic music […]
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