The epilogue takes As
You Like It to a whole other level as a representation of the original “mind
fuck” movie. The work starts off with a complicated plot and heavy action. Like
any good psychological thriller, the characters’ traits are revealed slowly and
then complicated with different personalities layered on their originals. Of
course, the gender flip flopping is complicated further with the dramatic irony
that the actors are all boys to begin with!
Because the identities of the characters constantly change,
so do their relationships to each other. You end up with Phoebe/Ganymede,
Orlando/Ganymede, Rosalind/Orlando, Celia/Rosalind, Celia/Oliver,
Phoebe/Silvius etc. The schmorgasboard of heterosexual and homosexual lovers complicate
the plot even further until the play’s “resolution” ties up all the pairs
neatly with Rosalind and Celia’s reveal, and the subsequent quadruple wedding (Orlando
and Rosalind, Oliver and Celia, Phoebe and Silvius, and Touchstone and Audrey).
Like any good psychological thriller, you think the play sums itself up neatly
here. Hannibal Lector is in his infamous straight jacket and headpiece routine
in the airport as the senator’s mother begs for her daughter’s return. Leonardo
DiCaprio is climbing the stairs to the lighthouse about to uncover the great
conspiracy of Boston’s Shutter Island Ashecliffe Hospital. Leonard Shelby is
tattooing one thing after the other, so close to finding his wife’s
killer/rapist, you get the picture. BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE. A good psychological
thriller builds up the false conclusion, some even play it out completely, but then
slams down the true ending, often with little to no falling action or true
conclusion. This forces the main character, and the audience as well, to
reconcile what they thought they knew to be true for the past two hours with reality.
Boom. Mind fuck.
Accurate representation of the average "mind fuck" movie viewer
WARNING SPOILERS TO SILENCE OF THE LAMBS, SHUTTER ISLAND AND MEMENTO
How does Shakespeare do this? He takes his neatly wrapped up
ending and turns it upside down. First of all, Rosalind delivers the epilogue
and says herself how unusual it is for a female character to do. She plays on all
of the intermingling queer relationships throughout the play by dropping the “dramatic
irony bomb:” Rosalind is being played by a man. Because the audience already
knows this, the effect is comical rather than thrilling. Breaking the fourth
wall by redefining a character completely with “were I a woman…” after the
neatly resolved ending, while referencing queer love again and topping it all
off with a curtsey and roaring applause seems almost ridiculous in the short
epilogue, but it functions completely as the true, albeit comical, ending of a “mind
fuck” movie. Hannibal sits up in the ambulance, Leo is a patient after all, Leonard
Shelby IS Sammy Jankis and Rosalind is a man. Who knew. Way to go, Bill.
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