Thursday, September 17, 2009

Legs and All
























Where there tread staunch theatre-lubbers amidst a sea of skeptics, would-be thespians who buckle under the burden of proof, unable to cite a work that reveals theatre in all its eminent accessibility and vivacity—O, let there be Legs and All.  This romp in pantomime, now playing at the Climate Theatre as part of the Fringe Festival, revels in those magical devices which much contemporary theatre neglects: props that have their own stage life, movement and staging that defy expectations (and gravity), lighting that transports us, literally, to other worlds.  Performers Peter Musante and especially Summer Shapiro commit to their roles with urgency and athleticism, representing ordinary situations (a chase, a first date) with strikingly original choreography.  Save for an ill-conceived foray into dialogue, each moment is exquisite.  You will want to join in the fun onstage.

Legs and All continues through September 19th at the Climate Theater, 285 9th Street, San Francisco. Tickets ($10 - $12) are available at www.sffringe.org.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Everyone's favorite kind of blog entry

Gotta give the people what they want.

Y: "Yo, what flick did you decide on last night?  Yuh, Yuh."

X: "Actually I watched Harvard Beats Yale 29-29.  You can read my thoughts on my blog."

Y: "God, that movie keeps coming up.  Now that I go to Yale, I don't mind.  Hey, let's start a blog - you, me, [P]/[Q] - about Philosophy, The Cinema, Literature, Music, and Theory."

Y: "Well, let's do it.  Let's write about how PENN is 4th in the US News Rankings and how PENN's English Department is tied with Harvard at 3rd.  We can also talk about the rumor that the Med School is going to be tied at 1st with Harvard in the new Rankings."

X: "And you haven't even mentioned Wharton"

Y: "Wharton is always Tops."

Y: "Fucking Yale Philosophy - I'm going to go to Penn once a week to continue studies with Paul Guyer, the world's undisputed top Kantian."

X: "On top of a world of perpetual peace, eh?  What a place 2 B"

Y: "Yeah, and when I was there, I hated it."

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Y: "Come live here and we can talk"
X: "[Q] and I recently revolutionized our long-distance relationship with videoconferencing on Skype.  But when he refused to put a shirt on, we had to revert"

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Y: "Hi"
X: "Speaking of [Q], we've been wondering how exactly you expect us to respond to a text that says, 'Hi'"
Y: "Come over and solve this problem"

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(After a series of chats on the TELEPHONE)

Y: "The entire conversation we just shared hurt me"
X: "And here I was, about to chalk it up as an unqualified success"

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Y: "[X]"
X: "I think [P] hates me"
Y: "He told me that he plans on seeing you.  By the way, the fucking kidney dude called and I dropped my phone - bad sign?  They can take my dead organs - I keep trying to OD"

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Y: "Hey, babe."
X: "'Babe' yourself"

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Y: "hi"
X: "I was the best wingwoman ever for [P] last night"
X: "He was surrounded by foreign girls"
X: "All because of me"
Y: "well, you can chase the truth like hell, but you'll touch its coat tails"
Y: "somethings I get scattered in the brain for a year"

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Seen in and around the Bay

Alamo Square.  That is a gun you see getting left behind, as well as a shackle around the ankle.

The Marina.

Millbrae.  The yellow square in the mesh pocket of this high schooler's backpack is a Trojan condom.  Further research reveals he probably chose the "ribbed" variety.