Glory Box and Femillennia
Through Nov. 14 at the New Conservatory Theater Center, 25 Van Ness (at Market), S.F. Call 861-8972.
Nov. 14 only at Venue 9, 252 Ninth St. (at Folsom), S.F. Call 626-2169
--By Joe Mader
The four women who wrote and perform in Femillennia, Sketch Marks' production of 13 skits of feminism rejected, maneuver between characters with chameleonlike dexterity and grandiosity. Cavalierly lauding the banality of female attempts at seduction, the skits parade a cast of grossly exaggerated women characters, all of whom fall prey to their longings for adoration. Janet Reno, played wonderfully by a stiff-lipped and hip-thrusting Carla Wilbur-Smith, lasciviously strips to her withered, bunched-up undies, attempting to reach a wider audience. Alycia Rodman, shaving her palms as she talks, reveals, in a tough, world-wise New York accent, the shamefulness and sheer hard work of being hairy. (Even the hirsute-friendly '60s were hard on her: She tripped on her armpit hair while running to the Ringling Bros.' bearded lady audition.) Gina Ottoboni-Stahl and Jane Aquilina, as the libidinous yet jaded Cuban sex advisers Carmelita and Consuela, knock any pretensions of naiveté out of the audience, responding to endearing, heartfelt questions with cynical wit. The sometimes obscene, often hilarious show ends with impassioned shouts from right-wing cheerleaders who endorse the National Rifle Association, homophobia, and, through the use of the word "bush" to its fullest, a certain son of Texas who is running for president.
--By Fiona Gow