Though Canadian director David Cronenberg is known by most cinephiles as the brilliant mind who inaugurated the micro-genre of “body horror,” it seems that in…

Mavis Gary’s got issues. A late-thirtysomething ghostwriter of a tween fiction series (“Waverly Prep”) that has reached its end, the protagonist of Young Adult is…

We can all relate to having that one relative you just can’t stand but love unconditionally. The titular enfant terrible of Our Idiot Brother, the…

They call him the Silver Buff. In the dewy, early morning hours of Berkeley, he rises, comes down from the hills of North Berkeley and…

Beginning in Texas, the last decade has seen an international upsurge in roller derby. The movement, while still focused on competitive sport, has come in…

I think therefore I am, right? Wrong. Platonic logic — and for that matter most other forms of comforting logic — is nil in German…

Tonight, the rep movie house Red Vic bids adieu forever to a city of cinephiles and loyal patrons. Before it crosses over to the other…

At 9th Ave. and Judah St. in Inner Sunset is an assuming storefront flanked by apartment buildings and tucked beneath the Stanford Jazz Society. This…

You know it when you see it. And beginning in the 70s, you could see it everywhere in San Francisco. By 1970, SF became the…

Untitled from Fools Fury on Vimeo. If you can dodge the glorious shitshow of Pride for an evening — because I thought it was Pride…

Smut Capital of America (Trailer) from Michael Stabile on Vimeo. Remember when Travis Bickle took Betsy to a porn theater for their first date in…