Choosing this quaint spelling of Twelfth Night seems incompatible with such a modern and knowing interpretation of Shakespeare's most sadistic comedy. Director David Esbjornson slows the pace, encouraging his capable cast to linger over the lewdest jokes. The romantic leads are fine, but the supporting clowns—Charles Leggett as the drunk Sir Toby Belch and Frank X as a deliciously arrogant steward who gets his comeuppance with interest—give Twelfe Night its nasty juice. (Seattle Repertory Theatre, 155 Mercer St, 443-2222. 7:30 pm, $10–$59. Through Oct 20.)

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