I love Hal and Falstaff, but Julius Caesar will forever be my favorite Shakespeare. I have a giddy, fangirl appreciation for everything about that play. From poor conflicted Brutus, with too much conscience to pull off a proper assassination; to Cassius and his "lean and hungry look"; to Mark Antony, and his rabblerousing. Every time I re-read it, I come away with some new little nugget. It's Shakespeare at his tragic best.
Happy Ides of March. If that's even a thing that's possible to wish. :)