The 23rd annual SF Indiefest opens with a quiet fantasy drama about the line between innovation and loss of humanity.
I'm a native San Franciscan (we're being hunted to extinction) who is also an actor, writer, and lots of other stuff. I'll talk about those things along with books, plays, films, videogames, finding a job in one of the most populous cities in the US, and why "Muppet Babies" was the greatest television show of all time (better even than "F Troop").
Mike Cahill’s pretentious “Is this world a simulation?” sci-fi drama wants to be everything, so it becomes nothing.
Not the Steve McQueen film, but the 2011 documentary that first brought the Black British genre to light.
SF Ballet brings back last year’s winning show for a not-quite-perfect online presentation.
Writer-director Eugene Ashe is far too in love with his own style to create any real love between his two leads.
All that Glitters during the Cold: ‘Utopia’ World Premiere at Cutting Ball and ‘Holiday Sauce… PANDEMIC!’
Before Christmas touches town, I look back on two flamboyant shows by Cutting Ball and Taylor Mac.
Michael Bay produced this idiotic anti-mask turd that has one saving grace: it’s only 80 minutes long.
Not even a global pandemic can stop the ACT and SF Ballet from bringing their annual holiday productions to the world.
Misogynoir is taken to task in Shotgun’s virtual production of Loy A. Webb’s breezy script.
Pandemic lockdown has forced first-run films online. Here are four I probably would have skipped anyway.