He’s leaving California and we’re all the better to be rid of him.
NCTC world premieres an audio solo play about Black pain during the pandemic.
Michael Bay produced this idiotic anti-mask turd that has one saving grace: it’s only 80 minutes long.
The SF Playhouse’s great new revival is a reminder good times never last, no matter how good they are.
In which I find hope in the climax of this Batman’s-dick-of-a-year.
Berkeley Rep veteran Julia Cho returns with a school shooting drama that’s both impotent and exploitative.
If White privilege and MAGA hats were movies, this would be their BIRTH OF A NATION.
Though the script is over-packed with characters, the combination of great direction, performances, and tech make this another winner for Berkeley Playhouse.
Black Panther isn’t “a hero who happens to be Black”. Rather, Black identity is central and crucial to the story of his fantastic first MCU solo film.
A weak male lead and odd directorial choices work against Aurora’s take on this George Bernard Shaw classic.