Cut the bullshit. His character is evident and like most people in his situation, he waffles a bit. But he says what he needs to, and that's why people like the play, not for some wank academic theory that cannot reconcile the two points above.
Step away, for a moment, from your impulse toward reverse snobbery, and think about
Shakespeare. Not the 'Shakespeare' of dry and dusty folios, and concordances, and indices of every kind, nor, certainly, the 'Shakespeare' of English class, the skinny one with a bee-colored jacket, mind you. I mean the
real Shakespeare, the Shakespeare that Shakespeare himself would want you to experience when you experience Shakespeare.
I mean Shakespeare heard aloud:
in a theater
and seen on a stage
with actors
and costumes
and props and scenery
like in a play?
and stuff
Shakespeare without glosses, or helpful hints in the margin, or even the ability to flip back to Act II.
Shakespeare experienced as direct
experience, and not mediated from word to mind and back again.
Doing it for real, seeing it performed - with all the subtle nuances of emphasis (aural
or visual), interpretation, and memory performance implies - can very often have the effect of rendering what reads in black an white upon the printed page a good bit greyer in reality.