Kate Robards' latest is a show about marriage and sex that - wouldn'tcha know it? - finishes too soon.
Rachel Bublitz returns to SF to premiere a funny, sad, humanizing tale of campus sexual assault.
Arthur Schnitzler's classic sexual vignette piece is resurrected by Cutting Ball in a VERY intimate production.
Two of the most important names in Bay Area independent theatre share the joy of storytelling over the course of one hour.
Sarah Kane's rarely-produced final work is the subject of a wonderfully haunting production by Anton's Well.
A feminist manifesto play and a gender-swapped submarine drama make for two bold (if uneven) evenings of female-driven theatre.
A pretty cast elevates a rather rote story about the complications that come with sex.
Sex is the name of the game in WE Players' bawdy new take on The Bard's most famous comedy.
With tonight being the final performance of Satyr Night Fever, these are a few thoughts I had about SF Theater Pub being able to perform again.
Charles Lewis III brings us a special report on the rebirth of Theater Pub’s performance branch.
Right now I have three distinct memories stuck in my head.
The first takes place a few years ago when I found myself crashing on the sofa of Clint Winder (tech guru for PianoFight) and his roommate, Rob Ready (the artistic director). It had been a wild night of inebriated debauchery in which I probably did one or two things I’d probably regret if I could remember them. Needless to say, I was grateful to Clint for taking mercy on me and letting me sleep it off at he and Rob’s Chinatown bachelor pad. When I woke up the next morning – throat scratchy from weed and head throbbing from drink – I’ll never forget the first thing my eyes focused on was the blueprint on the wall. For quite…
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