You also have to (like me) be OK with the intrusion of contemporary lyrics into the overall Shakespearean narrative, since they form an explicit part thereof. If you think Morrissey, Frank Loesser and Pink were not poets on that level and jar when fused with Shakespeare, you'll have an issue. I do not. Furthermore, you might find one of Gaines' comprehension-aiding devices, the indication of the French and the English characters by sashes and costume pieces of different colors, to be reductive. I do not. Clarity is job one, and a longtime Gaines strength. So is her healthy contempt for Hal and his whole privileged kind, who tend to be running the joint in the era of this particular playwright. They age and they stay mostly the same, knowing the fruits of their loins are following hard behind.