The inaugural entry in the ACT’s new reading series is Alice Childress’ all-too-relevant 1957 classic.
Can’t read the Writing on the Wall: [hieroglyph] world premiere by SF Playhouse and Lorraine Hansberry Theatre
Two great companies collab for a show that uses a popular lie to tell a troubling rape narrative.
NCTC world premieres an audio solo play about Black pain during the pandemic.
We’re all trapped in a routine, so the SF Ballet presents a trio of shows about breaking out.
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.
Quiet character work and stunning cinematography make a fine, small drama from Japan.
Grindhouse flick with four chicks whose arms are chopped off for gladiatorial weapons. What else is there to say?