For more than a few years, Grace Cathedral in San Francisco has screened a silent film on New Year's Eve. The tradition continues in 2011 when the landmark Episcopal church offers two screenings of the 1923 classic, The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
Legendary in the annals of film history, The Gold Rush is the film in which Chaplin eats his boot and, at a would-be New Year's Eve dinner gathering, poignantly performs the "Dance of the Rolls."
Totem takes the "we're all in this together" concept and weaves in themes of evolution and "Big Bang" lushness to provoke thought and engage its audience in one of the most breathtaking shows of the season.
The average person will cringe at the sight of Christmas merchandise hitting the shelves and complain about the early onset of the season. For us it has been going on a while now. Yes, before Halloween, Nutcracker gets started.
Day of the Dead in San Francisco is a colorful and joyous tribute that draws thousands of people who took to the streets for the procession that spanned down Mission Street.
Bright sunlight flows across the tables. The light reaches the counter, where patrons sit enjoying their coffee, the pastries and the 1970s London coffee-house chic that informs the design of Amanda Michael's café Jane.
Only 15 miles from downtown SF, Gray Whale Cove is a fiercely wild place devoid of cars, crowds and development. Next year it will be one of 70 California State Parks slated to close its doors due to budgetary shortfalls.
Marga Gomez lies about composting and flossing, sure. But the chronically desperate, manic comedian is willing to go to even greater lengths to ward of the impression that she is getting older.
For years I had fallen victim to Boredom. Many have already suffered by the sadistic torments of his evil-doings. Luckily I moved to city full of superheroes that are fully prepared to battle Boredom at every step.
Just in time for Halloween, the Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum will screen a handful of spooky films sure to make the dark hearts of horror film lovers skip a beat (should they still be beating at all).
San Francisco is a tough town for live music because there's just so damn much of it. Between the top-tier touring acts selling out huge venues and your best friend's cousin's band that you've been guilted into seeing three times despite their being terrible, sorting through the chaos of the city's live music scene to find a happy middle ground is no easy task. This column is an attempt to solve that problem for you. We're going to take it one week at a time.
We are beginning to put some of our money to work as far from Wall Street as far can be... that is, near where we live, in things that we understand, things that bring tangible, immediate benefits to our communities.
Brothers follows Harald and Mathias Ramen, who lived out their lives on a farm in rural Norway. A strange childlike camaraderie comes through in some images -- the hint of a smile at some inside joke.
Litquake is upon us. For a glorious week in glorious October, San Francisco's Mission District celebrates literature not simply by adding liquor to ice but by chasing down that pair with some of the best readings around.
If you haven't been to the show Pop-Up Magazine yet, I know what you're thinking: A live magazine? What does that even mean?
Week one's assignment on the syllabus included immersing myself in the city and taking mental notes of the neighborhoods I passed through. Luckily this assignment came with a cheat sheet.