Creep Week

Seven nights of frightening films

FRI-THURS 3/19-25

In a town with at least one film festival running every week of the year, the aptly named Another Hole in the Head suitably ends the complaint "San Francisco needs another film festival like it needs ...." But with its sweet lineup of horror movies both new and classic, Hole tempts even in an overcrowded field.

Several selections in the week's worth of screenings stand out for devoted fear-flick junkies. Quite enticing is Ginger Snaps II: Unleashed, the sequel to 2000's pro-girl werewolf yarn, with original leads Emily Perkins and Katharine Isabelle reprising their roles. Undead, an Australian cult hit from last year, earned exultant praise for its quirky mix of horror, humor, and western elements, while 2003's Octane is notable both for its B-list movie star cast (Madeleine Stowe, The OC's Mischa Barton, lush-lipped Jonathan Rhys-Meyers) and its tense road-movie story line.

Gabe Bartalos' Skinned Deep.
Gabe Bartalos' Skinned Deep.
Albert Nerenberg, director and mouth breather.
Albert Nerenberg, director and mouth breather.
The surreal world of Seksu Roba.
Relah Eckstein
The surreal world of Seksu Roba.
Old dogs learn something new at "Girl-Girl Tricks for 
Men."
Aaron Farmer
Old dogs learn something new at "Girl-Girl Tricks for Men."

Traditionalists may also appreciate the spooky relics: Abel Ferrara's 1979 power-tool gorefest Driller Killer, a rare screening of the Hammer studio's 1971 carnival-set shocker Vampire Circus, and for the kiddies, a matinee presentation of Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. (Hey, we know the Oompa Loompas are creepy, but are they really thatscary?) But our favorite pick is Christopher Coppola's Bloodhead -- Nic Cage's bro had the wisdom to cast Lynda Carter, Shirley Jones, and The Love Boat's Bernie Kopell!

Hole begins at 6:30 p.m. Friday with Vampire Circus (and runs through March 25) at the AMC Kabuki 8, 1881 Post (at Fillmore), S.F. Admission is $7-9 (passes are $40-100); call 922-4262 or visit www.sfhorror.com.
-- Joyce Slaton

Shit for Brains

FRI 3/19

Needless to say, no SF Weekly reader has ever re-enacted a Jackass stunt, yelled "Free Bird" at a Dave Matthews concert, or sat mesmerized through a Super Bowl halftime show. You'd have to be a moron to do that. In his irreverent documentary Stupidity, Albert Nerenberg salutes both Adam Sandler and Dubya for erasing the stigma associated with being stupid. The tone is one of bemusement, not consternation -- everybody's done something idiotic at some point. Stupidity opens tonight with screenings at 6:15, 8, and 9:45 at the Roxie Cinema, 3117 16th St. (at Valencia), S.F. Admission is $5-8; call 863-1087 or visit www.roxie.com.
-- Michael Fox

Prints of Peace
Yo! A cool art show.

ONGOING 3/17-4/5

Political art is tricky: It can so easily go disastrously wrong and wind up simply as bad art. Plenty of artists steer clear of overt messages in their works for just this reason. Some of those featured in the printmaking and street-art exhibition "Yo! What Happened to Peace?" have been criticized by other artists for sticking their figurative heads in the sand, though, so it's all very interesting. And at a time when publicly expressing even the relatively tame idea that war might not be so great can get you called a terrorist, it's inspiring to see that the show involves recognizable art-world names like Shepard Fairey, Chuck Sperry and Ron Donovan of Firehouse, and Doze Green. Catch "Yo!" through April 5 at the Punch Gallery, 155 10th St. (at Howard), S.F. Admission is free; call 522-5555 or visit www.punchgallery.com.
-- Hiya Swanhuyser

Space Jam
Seksu Roba's new-wave order

TUES 3/23

In a perfect world, we'd all inhabit the universe as imagined by Seksu Roba -- an interplanetary village in which all political differences have been resolved, restless desires have been fulfilled, and we look perfect in a skintight catsuit. Seksu Roba (the name means "sex donkey" in Japanese) is a Japanese-Korean-American duo that meshes synth-laden new wave, bachelor-pad make-out music, and Ennio Morricone soundtracks into electro space pop that inspires both the brain and the body. The L.A.-based band's new release, Pleasure Vibrations, is driven by mastermind Sukho Lee's theremin, mini-Moog, and microprocessed keyboards, with chanteuse Lun*na Menoh's dreamy vocals percolating on top. The group's live show includes the gorgeous Menoh cavorting onstage, far-out costumes, and provocative video projections. Take a tour of Seksu's aural universe starting at 9 p.m. at Cafe Du Nord, 2170 Market (at Sanchez), S.F. Admission is $6; call 861-5016 or visit www.cafedunord.com.
-- Jane Tunks

Dyke Drill

TUES 3/23

The most alluring argument for engaging in a same-sex dalliance has always been the notion that those who share your style of genitalia would naturally be able to manipulate them more skillfully than a member of the opposite gender. Yes, it's just as hetero men fear: Lesbians really are better at pleasing the ladies. But this week one skilled Sapphist gives away her secrets for the good of man- (not to mention woman-) kind. At the "Girl-Girl Tricks for Men" workshop, male students can absorb new techniques for gratifying the female form, starting at 8 p.m. at Good Vibrations, 603 Valencia (at 17th Street), S.F. Admission is $25; call 522-5460 or visit www.goodvibes.com.
-- Joyce Slaton

 
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