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RC Production of Othello Features Emotional Performances, Giant Fucking Whore

"It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul - Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!" Othello says with surprisingly gripping emotion in the latest RC production of the Shakespeare play, starring Jack Kramer as a very convincing Othello and Josephine Taylor as a giant fucking whore trying her best to play Desdemona, but never letting the role get in the way of being a goddamn cheating bitch.

Charles Canfield plays the devious Iago, yet it is actually Josephine Taylor's Desdemona who comes off as the biggest backstabber in the play. She tries to go prancing around on stage like everybody in the fucking world doesn't know she cheats and then says "Oh no, we were just studying Calculus together," just to go do it again the next night, but no acting job could cover up the terrible truth of her giant fucking whorishness.

Set construction and decoration were top notch, especially given the small budget. It's surprising that Josephine Taylor even stayed on with the production, since apparently she's only interested in money grubbing. Maybe she decided to accept the role of Desdemona to fulfill her deep need for sadism and will lash out at her cast members the moment they think the play is going the best, by say, sleeping with their best friend in the director's apartment.

The conclusion of the RC production of Othello was powerful and moving. I'm just surprised that when the cast took their final bow they didn't all have knives in their backs from Josephine Taylor. Maybe for the next showing they'll kick her out of the cast. And it's not like they'd ever take her back, because the cast sure as hell doesn't still love her or even really think about her that much, nor are their lives completely empty without her. They'll be casting all kinds of other girls and having wonderful, meaningless sex with them, not sitting in their rooms playing The Sims with the dating pack extension all day. No, they'd never take her back. Not unless she asked, or maybe would just answer her goddamn phone or return just one of their messages. God, they fucking love her.

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