I’ve
raved about her in other Hamilton
posts long enough; it’s time to give my girl Angelica a write-up of her
own. Angelica Schuyler, how do I love
thee? Let me count the ways. (Some Angelica-related spoilers.)
I’ve
already talked, multiple times, about the wonderful piece of music that is
“Satisfied,” but it bears repeating. I
don’t think I’ve ever seen such a
sympathetic portrayal of a woman deciding to marry for money rather than
love. It isn’t what she wants to do; she
wants Hamilton, in no uncertain terms, but she understands that it’s what she
needs to do. While there are other
factors involved – concerns that Hamilton is hoping to “elevate his status” by
courting her, the clear understanding that Eliza is attracted to him as well –
she knows that, despite what she may want, her duty to her family forbids
it. As the oldest daughter, it falls to
her to make the advantageous match. She
finds weds a wealthy but unstimulating man, ensuring the family’s future, so
that Eliza can do what she couldn’t and marry for love.
I mean,
that’s just gorgeous, and it’s crazy, because everything stories have ever
taught us about love and marriage tell us that it shouldn’t be. They gear us up to believe that Angelica is
being selfish, shallow, a gold-digger, but in reality, it’s so
self-denying. What makes it even better
is the extent to which she’s doing it for Eliza’s sake. The love between these two sisters is
absolutely beautiful; the most unchangeable fact about Angelica is that she’ll
do anything for Eliza. During the whole
Reynolds Pamphlet affair, even though she still cares deeply for Hamilton, she
doesn’t even think twice about siding with Eliza over him.
Apart
from the way Angelica deals with her mutual attraction to Hamilton and that
whole situation, I also like how
she’s attracted to him. In “The Schuyler
Sisters,” when the three young ladies head into the city, Angelica tells Eliza
she’s “lookin’ for a mind at work,” and that’s what she finds in Hamilton. Her first description of him is “intelligent
eyes in a hunger-pang frame,” and her chief complaint about her eventual
husband is that “he is not a lot of fun, but there’s no one who can match
[Hamilton] for turn of phrase.” With
Hamilton, she’s finally able “to match wits with someone at [her] level.” She loves him for his mind, his conversation,
and his ideals. Don’t get me wrong. There’s strong physical attraction there, too
– she notes that, when she first sees Hamilton, he sets “every part aflame,” –
and I like that. I love that this 18th-century
woman is cerebral and physical,
passionate and practical.
What
else? She’s witty, with a winking sense
of humor and a slyness that reminds me the tiniest bit of Beatrice from Much Ado about Nothing. She shuts down men who talk down to and
objectify her. She voraciously reads –
and critiques – revolutionary publications and ponders what place women will
have in this brave new world the men are agitating for. After the Revolution, when Hamilton joins
Washington’s cabinet, she takes an avid interest in politics and gives him her
opinions on how to work with the Democratic-Republicans instead of just clashing
with them. She has an earnestly
sentimental side, asking Hamilton if, in a letter, he intentionally wrote, “My
dearest, Angelica,” instead of, “My dearest Angelica.”
Basically? She’s Angelica Shuyler. She’s hardcore amazing. Deal with it.
love her too
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