The blockbuster art exhibit comes to SF with lots of fanfare, but little substance.
Everyone involved in this should be ashamed. EVERYONE.
The only thing worse than COVID depression is when additional frustrations are piled on top of it.
I bring back my job-hunting column to report on recent frustrations and one wonderful bit of feedback.
The now-virtual festival closes on a down note with a “rednexsploitation” tale starring Sean Penn’s son.