Not the Steve McQueen film, but the 2011 documentary that first brought the Black British genre to light.
Writer-director Eugene Ashe is far too in love with his own style to create any real love between his two leads.
Misogynoir is taken to task in Shotgun’s virtual production of Loy A. Webb’s breezy script.
The last film I saw before lockdown was one of the best Black romance films I’ve seen in nearly 20+ years.
Rotimi Agbabiaka delivers another winning solo show satirizing race, sexuality, and hunger for fame.
Aurora’s final 2019 is a winning dramatic-comedy set during the Women’s Suffrage Movement.
Christina Anderson’s examination of Black bodily autonomy is wonderfully realized by Crowded Fire.
Shotgun delivers one of the year’s best shows with James Ijames’ meditation on Black lives ended too soon.
Dazié Grego-Sykes’ incendiary Fringe solo show gets a full staging (such as it is) at EXIT Stage Left.
Belated Black History Month Double-Feature: ‘The Last Sermon of Sister Imani’ by TheatreF1rst and ‘Her Portmanteau’ at ACT
In which I catch up with two brand new Bay Area shows based exclusively around Black women.