DOWNTOWN Apparently, “it’s getting real in the Whole Foods parking lot” these days. Believe it or not, that’s the jump off into a popular viral video that has racked up 2 million-plus YouTube views in less than a month.
“In Our Name” is a hauntingly beautiful film, the second in the series of new independent films that comes to us as part of the From Britain With Love film festival playing in Santa Monica.
“A Memory of Two Mondays” is not one of Arthur Miller’s more recognizable plays, but it should be. Especially at a time like this, when the American economy is going through a Great Recession.
DOWNTOWN — “Toast” is the first film to come to America in a new independent series called From Britain with Love. Presented by the Film Society of Lincoln Center, the UK Film Council, and Emerging Pictures, the six-film series will be screened one a weekend from June 18 to July 24 at the Laemmle Th
SEX! SEX! SEX! OK, now that I’ve got your attention, let’s talk about English. That’s Maria Gobetti’s message in playwright Lissa Levin’s “Sex and Education,” now having its West Coast premiere at the Victory Theatre Center.
In A.R. Gurney’s shaggy dog story, “Sylvia,” Tanna Frederick plays a pampered pooch dressed in tutus and tiaras. You might call her a woof in chic clothing.
SM PIER — Pacific Park on the Santa Monica Pier donated a piece of its original, world-famous Ferris wheel — one of the two center hub signs — to the Santa Monica History Museum, officials with the amusement park announced Thursday.
If Ernest Hemingway saw Paris in the 1920s as a movable feast, Woody Allen, nearly a century later, sees it as a great big bowl of jellybeans: colorful, sweet, and totally addicting.
“Memory is the only thing that grief can call its own,” Sean O’Casey wrote, and there is grief and memory enough to go around in his classic play “Juno and the Paycock,” now being performed at the Odyssey Theatre in West Los Angeles.
Neil Simon and Jason Alexander would appear to be a theatrical match made in heaven. And so they are. In Simon’s “The Prisoner of Second Avenue,” now running at the El Portal Theater in North Hollywood, Alexander romps, rages, and unravels to early Simon at his most hilarious.
If “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” had been written by Mel Brooks, it would be “God of Carnage.” “God of Carnage,” Yasmina Reza’s Tony Award-winning Best Play of 2009, brings four of Broadway’s best actors to the Ahmanson to drive each other into a riotous, scenery-chewing frenzy.
If Glenn Beck didn’t exist, somebody would have to invent him. Somebody already has. It’s playwright Martin McDonagh, who brings us the character of JohnnyPateenMike, the town gossip in “The Cripple of Inishmaan.
