Receive Weekly Email and Text Message Updates:
Sign up for latest info on concerts, dining, promotions and more!
Go!

Related Stories ...

Most Popular

National Features >

  • City Pages

    Michele Bachmann, Unmuzzled

    You don't need to read Sarah Palin's book to hear the ravings of a mad woman.

    By Matt Snyders

  • Miami New Times

    Pimp Daddy

    The rise and fall of a chubby sex-cult leader.

    By Natalie O'Neill

  • Riverfront Times

    Babe 'n' Arms

    Tom was a hot-tempered cross-dresser with a garage full of guns--and then he became Rachel.

    By Nicholas Phillips

  • Dallas Observer

    The Fight for Texas

    Rick Perry and Kay Bailey Hutchison are locked in a battle over the soul of the GOP. They're also running for governor.

    By Sam Merten

Get On Board

Share

  • rss

By Nirmala Nataraj

Published on April 11, 2008 at 4:21am

It's hard to conceive of an action flick more inane or entertaining than Kathryn Bigelow's 1991 cult sensation, Point Break. It ranks high on the beefcake meter, and with its homoerotic subtext and efficiently paced action, you can view it as either a cinematic train wreck or a pulp fiction magnum opus. A new dramatic adaptation of the movie, Point Break Live!, riffs on all the blockbustery fracas, staying astonishingly faithful to the original script and its concomitant crests and troughs. The story -- in case you missed the plot points amid all the rippling muscles -- centers on a quarterback-turned-FBI agent, Johnny Utah (Keanu Reeves), who goes undercover to investigate a string of bank robberies committed by a syndicate known as the Ex-Presidents, led by blissed-out surfer swami Bodhi (Patrick Swayze). After receiving precious koans from Bodhi on surfing, "that place where you lose yourself and find yourself," Johnny gets seduced by the adrenaline of the affable bandits' lifestyle, placing him in direct conflict with his crime-busting cohorts. The parody, which premiered in Seattle in 2003, gets its surf on and reprises the adrenaline-shot mise-en-scene of the movie with the help of wind machines, squirt guns, stunt doubles, and heaps of overacting. The kicker? The role of Johnny Utah is hand-picked from the audience via a handy "applause-o-meter" and gets by on cue cards, extempore. Don't let stage fright be too much of a hindrance. Looking alive, after all, might lose you a plum gig, considering the role's precursor.
Fridays, Saturdays, 7:30 & 10 p.m. Starts: April 11. Continues through June 21, 2008