An explanation: Every spring, my residential college puts on a Shakespeare production. During my second year of being involved in "BakerShake," we did Cymbeline, one of Shakespeare's more obscure works. Throughout the production, there were a bunch of jokes on how you couldn't sum up the plot in less than 10 minutes and how the extremely long last act was basically the king going "WTF? Oh, now I get it." The 3-minute version of Cymbeline was born from all our inside jokes, and I renamed it because it reminded me of a movie trailer (and we considered using it to promote our show). The Cymbeline Trailer was a hit amongst the cast and the crew (though it contained too many inside jokes to be used for marketing), and so I decided to do it the next year when we performed Much Ado About Nothing. Eventually I'll do one for the first BakerShake production I worked in, The Taming of the Shrew.
A/N: This probably makes no sense to you unless you've read Cymbeline, and even then, some of the references may be lost. In our production, Iachimo is the Roman equivalent of Hugh Hefner; the 2nd Lord that hangs around Cloten only pretends to like hanging around him; and Caius Lucius is apparently some sort of celebrity (at least for the Messenger).
Disclaimer: The characters and plot of Cymbeline (and the line "Thanks Jupiter!") belongs to William Shakespeare. The interpretation originated from the 2006 BakerShake director, Joseph "Chepe" Lockett.
The Cymbeline Trailer
Tech People: Set! Props! Costumes! Lights! Sound!
Imogen: I love Posthumus and hate my parents.
Posthumus: Gotta go babe.
Cloten: I'm so cool…
2nd Lord: …NOT!
Romans, Playboy Bunnies, Walking Bar Joke: Party at Philario's!
Iachimo: All the chicks want a piece of this.
Posthumus: Not my wife.
Iachimo: Wanna bet?
Queen: I poison puppies. Bwahaha!
Iachimo: Sleaze on Imogen…oh just kidding…okay more sleazing.
Messenger: Oh my God, Caius Lucius!
Cloten: I love you.
Imogen: I hate you!
Cloten: Huh?
Iachimo: I screwed your wife.
Posthumus: No you didn't…yes you did. Women suck.
Caius: War on Britain.
Pisania: Kill Imogen? Umm…oh, hi.
Imogen: I get to see my hubby, yay!
Belarius: Because you are princes.
Imogen: You bitch!
Pisania: Hey I wasn't really gonna kill you.
Belarius (seeing Imogen in disguise): Look a pretty boy.
Cloten: My name is Cloten. You have insulted me. Prepare to die.
Guiderius: You die, dumbass.
Arviragus: Oh no, pretty boy's dead.
Imogen: Not really. What? A dead body that looks like Posthumus? Boo hoo hoo…
Caius: Hey, wanna join the Roman army?
Cymbeline: What is going on around here?
Pisania: Why does everybody get mad at me?
Romans, Britons: Aaahhhhh!!!!! (Fighting sound effects)
Belarius, Guiderius, Arviragus: Don't forget about us. Aaahhhh!!! (More fighting sound effects)
Britons: We win!
Iachimo: I suck at life.
Posthumus: I suck at life more.
Jove: Stop being emo.
All: Thanks Jupiter!
Cymbeline: Bah? Ohhhh….okay. Let's party!
THE END