I've begun a working journal for Titus, something I've not done in a thorough way for a part before. Blogger is useful for me here. It helps me keep my thoughts organized by ordering them in an attractive fashion. It's as if I'm my own audience and appreciate the presentation.
Because this is a working journal it will remain private at least until after the show has closed in October. Then, if it seems interesting to me, I'll share it in some form, either as a raw diary or pounded into an acceptable essay.
I have made a few discoveries. I think Titus is to Rome as Colin Powell is to America, until Titus surprises Rome (in the person of Saturninus as well as the tribunes) with sudden savagery that reveals him also to be their Goth--their Golem (borrowing from elsewhere)--America's Lieutenant Calley or Conrad's Kurtz. Then Rome ignores him.
Titus is lucidly mad or madly lucid: mad enough to feign madness.
The great embodiments of Titus from which I hope to learn either first hand or through reports: Olivier, Cox, Peacock, Sher, Hopkins. They seem to canvas the possibilities that would make any sense to a contemporary audience.