“One good thing about music/When it hits you (You feel no pain)”– Bob Marley & The Wailers, “Trenchtown Rock” One can’t help but think of the SF Playhouse as the quintessential test case for re-opened Bay Area theatre. Although Cal Shakes and We Players have recently returned to […]
Two great companies collab for a show that uses a popular lie to tell a troubling rape narrative.
Yasmina Reza’s clunky script is given an equally shaky production for SF Playhouse’s virtual season-opener.
A new Sandbox play from the Playhouse is an imperfect recollection of clashing cultures the year before the Berlin Wall fell.
Lauren English’s light-touch direction can only do so much with this confused script about “singles rage”.
Solid direction elevates Dipika Guha’s “okay” script about the endless cycle of cultural commodification.
This would-be satire of White progressivism soon devolves into a poor treatise on the evils of fascism.
The idea of “better living through chemistry” results in an imperfect SF Playhouse show and an excellent Aurora show.
Toxic masculinity is taken to task in this SF Playhouse world premiere dramatizing the #GamerGate controversy.
Though Garson Kanin’s old play feels fresher than ever, not even Millie Brooks’ winning performance can save SF Playhouse’s stale production.