What: It's getting to be Shakespeare in the Park time, and if you have no access to such a thing, make your own.
Twelfth Night is an excellent start, as it's perhaps the rompiest of Shakespeare romps. Mistaken identities galore, screwball-level drunk scenes, and lots of attractive people hooking up.
This particular adaptation (1996) features a killer cast, including Helena Bonham Carter flapping about endearingly, Toby Stephens in full rawr mode, Imogen Stubbs trying to remain rational, and Richard E. Grant being posh and drunk. Good fun.
Connection to previous Wreckage: If you do have access to Shakespeare in the Park, probably thank The Public Theater (Rec. #710). If you want behind-the-scenes Shakespeare, see Slings and Arrows (Rec. #127, Rec. #191, Rec. #287).
Also: Lincoln Center did an a-MAZ-ing adaptation of the play in the late '90s as well. If you were lucky enough to see it in person or on your PBS station, you got to enjoy Helen Hunt and Kyra Sedgwick being geniuses and Paul Rudd being ridiculous and hot and wet.
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