Botswana, as a country, is dramatic and rich: It houses a big chunk of the Kalahari Desert, and diamond mining is a major industry. But maybe you know how it goes in...
Part caper movie, part real-life superhero saga, and entirely engrossing, James Marsh's documentary recounts in Rififi-like detail how a Parisian street performer and wire...
There are skate flicks and then there are skate flicks. Deathbowl to Downtown strives to hop the rail from skateboard movie to anthropological study by documenting how New York...
Consider the cumbia, that most humble yet versatile musical genre. Born, as the story goes, from the rhythmic shuffling of shackled legs belonging to African and Indio-mestizo...
High schools in the United States don't often serve as settings for plays. But if any high school in America deserves to have a drama written about it, it's Berkeley High. A...
One chilly October evening in the Bayview, Shakka Clyde Jones was standing near a bench when trouble stumbled in his direction. The trouble — a scrawny white guy in...
The Treasure Island Music Festival is one of our favorite San Francisco music events. Sure, we've been hit with a barrage of multiday concerts this summer, but this one in...
A weekly listing of new restaurants around town. To recommend a spot, e-mail fresheats. Bangkok Express: 333 Bush (at Kearny), 981-9333. Financial District. Thai. Basil...
It takes a good while for Ricky Gervais to warm up in Ghost Town; it takes even longer for the audience to warm to Ricky Gervais. During the opening minutes of Ghost Town...
Cabaret. Based on John Van Druten's play I Am a Camera (which in turn was adapted from novelist Christopher Isherwood's Berlin Stories) Joe Masteroff, Fred Ebb, and John...
Free speech has always been a cherished aspect of San Francisco's political and cultural life, but apparently speaking your mind goes only so far at a local bastion of...
Today's multiplatinum pop artists too easily bend their signature sounds into formulaic molds. They all seem to carry some variation on the stuttery Timbaland beat or T-Pain's...
As a theater critic, when I see my name on a press release, it's usually attached to a quote pulled from one of my reviews. I'll come across exclamations like "'Brilliant!'...
The entertainment at live shows is usually formulated into the same split: 90 percent music, 10 percent banter. Generally, that's a fine balance. Hearing some conversationally...
What with his expensive suits, recent A-list wedding, and patronage from the Getty oil fortune, Gavin Newsom doesn't seem the kind of man who would need to moonlight to make...
Dead Men Don't Vote No time for DNA on the campaign trail: As Gavin Newsom devotes more and more of his time to running for governor, John Geluardi had a timely article about...
It's great to hear guitarist Kirk Hammett soloing again, and Lars Ulrich pounding a kit that sound like drums instead of trash-can lids. And hey, James Hetfield's voice has...
The Clickable Clit continues this week with more adventures from the personal diary of an SF-based cybersex expert. Cybersex at 30,000 feet Sunday, September 14th American...
For the 37th album in his storied 40-plus-year career, George Duke went there: straight for the poop chute. It's not that much of a surprise: Duke has always been down with the...
Bart Davenport's electro-funk side project Honeycut earned Gnarls Barkley comparisons in 2006, but his latest solo outing isn't so easy to pin down. Nor should it be,...