Half of what he said meant something else and the other half didn't mean anything at all!
Fun piece of meta-Shakespeare, following two doomed minor characters in Hamlet who wrestle with existential dread while playing out their dubious roles in the famous tragedy. Tom Stoppard's script, from his own play, is full of clever wordplay and philosophical games — it gets bogged down a bit by its cleverness in the first half — but the best parts are completely silent. As the unavoidable doom of the title pair grows closer, including neat foreshadowing by Richard Dreyfuss and his band of players, it becomes actively more enjoyable. Good performances; nice is somewhat perfunctory direction; best seen directly after Hamlet.