Speaking of television (sorry to get sidetracked on such a tangent), I love Benedict Cumberbatch. As I think Ms. King has agreed with, he is a brilliant poetry-reciter, actor, etc. Anyway, I have found a Godsend in this Easter season: Mr. Cumberbatch in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. As always, it's absolutely marvelous. His inflections really get across the same dry humor for which Ms. King and Mrs. Quinet commended Ross a few days ago (so, Ross, something to consider). Here's Cumberbatch in the play. Enjoy!