![]() And in what other theater experience do you get to roar with adulation as if you’re at a rock concert? First Thursday of every month. Rules manifest the Bay Area spirit at its finest: “Be offended” but never boo. The high art elevates the low, and the low art democratizes the high. Tourettes Without Regrets The long-running Oakland variety show hosted by Jamie DeWolf mixes stand-up, storytelling, circus, slam poetry, burlesque, freestyle rap and that which defies category. The 70-minute tale of waiting to get the gun he bought to kill himself is brutally honest, astonishingly funny, urgent, courageous and charmingly told. The Waiting Period The subject is suicidal depression, but there’s nothing depressing about this brilliant solo from Brian Copeland. Secret venue near North Beach and Chinatown, S.F. 26, after which performances resume in January. A feast for the theatrically adventurous - don’t try to get in without period attire of your own - “The Speakeasy” deserves to be a fixture in the Bay Area theater scene. The Speakeasy It’s “Sleep No More” without the masks in this walk-through, Prohibition-era theater experience audiences can play craps and blackjack, sneak through secret passages, quaff period cocktails, take in a dance at a cabaret, then spy on those dancers in their dressing room, via a two-way mirror. Aurora Theatre Company, 2081 Addison St., Berkeley. The ensemble conveys the pulse of a fight not with blows but with stomps, claps and snaps, creating a percussive dance with gaps that audience imagination can fill in. The Royale Physical and verbal jabs cut with equal flair and precision, and pugilists spar with white-knuckle tension both inside and outside the ring in Aurora Theatre's Bay Area premiere inspired by Jack Johnson, the first black heavyweight champion. ACT’s Strand Theater, 1127 Market St., S.F. The plot could be more fully developed, but Wohl still makes a great point about the wellness industry: Do we deserve to be well? Through Dec. Small Mouth Sounds Bess Wohl’s comedy takes place at a silent meditation retreat, but Ars Nova’s nationally touring ensemble doesn’t need words to communicate eye socket-boring terror, feigned comprehension, sassy skepticism or earnest need. Veterans of the era might nitpick, but it’s hard to resist the old clips and ’60s music. The Magic Bus Antenna Theater presents Chris Hardman’s magical mystery tour through the hippie ’60s and the Beat and Cold War past, on a bus ride through the city. everything about Adams’ bearing - his pride, his spunk, his smarts, his eloquence, his joie de vivre - suggests the piece wants to be about something simpler: a remarkable artist’s rapturous, triumphant spirit. But from the beginning of the Tilted Field production. Love Is a Dirty Word Giovanni Adams' solo show bills itself as a tale about a queer black man’s effort to be loved when the world deems him unworthy. The Marsh San Francisco, 1062 Valencia St., S.F. The shape-shifting Reed’s portraits of elderly residents, fellow students and others are hilarious, but the show lacks a unifying story. The Kipling Hotel Subtitled “True Misadventures of the Electric Pink ’80s,” Don Reed’s autobiographical sequel to his long-running “East 14th” details his adventures as a UCLA student working in a residential hotel. Berkeley Repertory Theatre, 2025 Addison St., Berkeley. But playwright Daniel Handler, if he makes his ultimate point too baldly, allows these oafs some grace: Any story, even an absurd one, he posits, can become your rock, your origin story, your comfort animal. Imaginary Comforts, or The Story of the Ghost of the Dead Rabbit No one can do anything right in Berkeley Rep’s world-premiere comedy about a grieving family - not open a door, tell a bedtime story or deliver a eulogy. Hurwittĭurst Case Scenario Will Durst’s latest solo show offers a welcome step back from the dizzying barrage of political headlines a sharp accounting of just how bad things really are and how we got here a rage-fueled aria, shorn of any pretense or gimmick, from an unkempt man who doesn’t care about niceties anymore. Beach Blanket Babylon Steve Silver’s effervescent revue of send-ups and showstoppers in which Snow White looks for love in an onslaught of pop-culture lampoons and fantastic hats. ![]()
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