From plot debriefs to key motifs, Thug Notes’ Macbeth Summary & Analysis has you covered with themes, symbols, important quotes, and more. This week’s episode is Macbeth by William Shakespeare.
Macbeth (1611) | Written by: William Shakespeare | Published by: Dover Thrift
Thug Notes Summary and Analysis
What’s the word, son? This week on Thug Notes we gettin regicidal with Macbeth by William Shakespeare.
After making a bitch out of their enemies, the king’s fresh generals Macbeth and Banquo hit up three witches who start layin down some cold prophecy.
Dem witches say one day MacBeth gonna rock the crown as king and Banquo’s blood also gonna be rollin on royals dubs one day.
MacBeth all geeked up bout bein big baller but his woman Lady Macbeth be all like “Why you wasting time play boy? You best get off yo lazy white ass and TAKE dat shit.”
So Lady MacB convinces MacBeezy to shank King Duncan while he catchin some z’s and lay the blame on his two chamberlains while they passed out from sippin too much drank. MacBeth straight trippin after doin the deed* so his woman steps up and puts the bloody knife on the chamberlains as evidence.
When some fool MacDuff finds the king’s dead body, MacBeth mercs dem Chamberlains so they can’t dodge the heat.
All paranoid that somebody gonna ice them too, Duncan’s sons Malcom and Donalbain rollout of town. With them punks outta the way, MacBeth becomes king.
Since the witches dun said Banquo’s blood gonna be kings one day, Macbeth start buggin and sends a couple hoods to gat Banquo and his boy Fleance. Banquo gets wrecked but Fleance ducks these fools.
Later, Macbeth hollas at the three witches, who lay down some new prophecy. First an armored head tell him he best watch his boy MacDuff, then a bloody child tell him that nobody born of a woman can touch him. Last, a crowned child holding a tree tells him he solid til Great Birnam trees roll up to the castle.
Word comes that MacDuff dun rollout to England, so MacBeth get ice cold and kills his whole family!
Later Macbeth learns that his woman done iced herself cuz she couldn’t get that blood off her hands. At first, Macbeth ain’t sweatin the fact that Malcom’s returned and got a swole army creepin up to the castle army. But then he realizes the shields the army are using are from the same wood the witches warned him about. Oh fuck.
Since MacDuff heard that his castle and family got smoked, he wanna go toe to toe with Macbeth.
On the battlefield, Macbeth say “MacDuff, get off deez nuts. You were born of a woman. Can’t touch this!” Turns out, Macduff’s mama had a C-section when he was born. So MacDuff wipes dat nasty smile off his mug and beheads this fool. Then Malcom takes back his throne Scotland got one less tyrant.
This play right hurr is a classical tragedy about a once righteous brutha who balls till he falls. And it’s an unchecked ambition and lust for power that makes him his own antagonist.
But is Macbeth really the only one to blame for havin such a boot-leg fate? Cuz on the real, it was Lady McBeth who put a fire under his ass to merc the king. And you could even blame the witches for feedin his ambition and givin him a big ol’ head.
And scottish society gotta ride the beef too. Back then, the main rap was “you ain’t got a pair unless you grab all the power you can, no matter who you gotta kill for it. So if you wanna say Macbeth got served cuz of all the people he shanked, you best recognize he was gettin mad props for butcherin his enemies at the beginning of the play.
In fact, some literary thugz say that MacBeth ain’t to blame at all, but that fate slingin him around like a puppet, making him act a serious fool. Just listen to how he talk bout life after his woman dies-
Sparky reads quote: “Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player, / That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, / And then is heard no more: it is a tale / Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, / Signifying nothing.”
Cuz if MacBeth ain’t got no choice, then all this shit is straight meaningless.
Peep this- Since fate, society, and MacBeth’s big-ass head layin more pressure on him that he can handle, Shakespeare droppin images of clothes that don’t fit good to show how this playa livin way outta his depth.
Sparky reads quote: “now he does feel his title / Hang loose about him, like a giant’s robe / Upon a dwarfish thief” (V.ii.20)
“New honours come upon him, / Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould / But with teh aid of use.” (I.iii.144)
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