"My horse!  My horse!  My kingdom for a horse!"

Let me tell you something, I just watched Kevin Spacey roar these words into the audience in a production of Richard III at the Brooklyn Academy of Music's Harvey Theater.  I've never felt the power of each syllable.  I've also never seen such a beautiful orchestration of modern aristocracy and war mixed with 15th century language and social issues that still transcend even our modern democratic society (without all of the blood letting).  The combination of incestuous hatred and death was almost enchanting because of the stage arrangement, which was bare wide planked hardwood floors and walls of doors, doors, doors.  If you get a chance to see this play, get thee to the theater!