THE PLOT: First Act

• Macbeth saves Scotland by the

invasion of Norwegians.
• When he came back with Banquo
they met three witches,.
• They announced three prophecies.
• Macbeth informs his wife about it.
• They start to begin a play to kill
Duncan.
 THE PLOT: Second Act
• Duncan is murdered .
• A servant is blamed.
• Macbeth becomes King of Scotland
• Banquo and Macduff suspect about
Macbeth.
 THE PLOT: Third Act
• Macbeth kills Banquo.
• Fleance, Banquo’s son, escapes
• Banquo’s ghost haunts Macbeth
 THE PLOT: Fourth Act
• Witches warn Macbeth about
Macduff
• Macbeth kills Macduff’s son and wife
• Witches tell two prophecies
 THE PLOT: Fifth Act
• Lady Macbeth goes mad
• Malcolm gathers his army and moves
to the wood
• Macbeth is left alone
• Macduff kills Macbeth
• Malcolm becomes king of Scotland
 THEMES
• Simple plot.
• Complex in its psycological analysis of the mind of the criminal.
• No villain against the hero.
• Regicide: against nature.
• Equivocation: invers ion of values, false appearance.
• Time: future preordained or not inevitable?

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 CHARACTERS
• Macbeth, the protagonist;
• The Three Witches, with
supernatural powers.
• Banquo, Macbeth’s friend;
• Duncan, King of Scotland;
• Lady Macbeth.
• Malcolm, Banquo’s son.
• Macduff.
 MACBETH'S LAST
MONOLOGUE MACBETH.What is that noise?
• Famous piece. SEYTON. It is the cry of women, my good lord.
MACBETH. I have almost forgot the taste of fears:

• Macbeth hears a cry. The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To
hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair Would at a
dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't. I have
• He is not very afraid. supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my
slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start
• Macbeth deals with the me.Wherefore was that cry?
SEYTON. The Queen, my lord, is dead.
death of Lady Macbeth. MACBETH. She should have died hereafter; There
would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow,
and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty
• He talks about life. pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded
time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The
• Revolt against Macbeth way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! 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.
MADE BY
ROMITTI ANDREA &
RUSSO CHRISTIAN