My Name Is Will

April 14, 2008
The two narratives in Winfield’s whimsical debut are unified by their shared irreverence, humor and literary gusto. The first tale is of Willie Shakespeare Greenberg, a grad student trying to prove in his hastily conceived thesis that Shakespeare was a closeted Catholic. Short on cash, stoner Willie agrees to mule a superpsychedelic mushroom and a pound of weed to a couple of Renaissance Faire enthusiasts, all the while nursing his infatuation with Dashka Demitra, his sexy thesis adviser. Willie’s journey is interspersed with accounts of the other Shakespeare as he, in the months leading up to his wedding, has run-ins with hallucinatory substances and comely women while delivering a secret package to a Catholic dissident. Willie’s a lovable schlemiel whose clumsy strides toward attaining a genuine understanding of Shakespeare’s work mirror in many ways the Bard’s quest to become the great playwright we now study. Winfield uses his deep understanding of Shakespeare’s work and times (he is a founding member of the Reduced Shakespeare Company) to great effect, and his affection for the material shines throughout.