Verbally executed perfectly. As a performed solo, the physical action of dressing was one, of many otherwise choices. He's talking to several other actors, some he may not wish to offend. So. the stagnant delivery is in desperate need of its own devices.
Sheesh, where are the transitions, the discoveries? Where is the nobility, the inspiring of the commoners to love you, instead of merely talking down to them? And, of course, the death knell of the Advice, near the end, when the actor is already running out of steam and races to the finish, LEAVING THE AUDIENCE BEHIND, are those clowns. Few actors understand those lines and, worse, even fewer make sure that the audience understands those lines. Tough speech … good effort. Cheers.
