When the ancient Polynesians invented surfing, they often used a paddle to help them navigate. Fast-forward a few millennia, and Stand-Up Paddleboarding, or SUP, finds itself trendy again. Part of its increasing popularity is that standing upright allows surfers to spot waves more easily and thus catch more of them, multiplying the fun factor. Paddling back to the wave becomes less of a strain as well. The ability to cruise along on flat inland water, surveying the sights, is another advantage. Finally, its a good core workout. If youre sold on the idea, schedule an intro SUP lesson, free with board and paddle rental, and you may find yourself riding the waves like a Polynesian king.More
In the past 30 years, light artists have reimagined an art form that has always had the ability to turn the night sky, or a simple window, into luminescence. Last fall, the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts turned its southern glass wall into a parade of sound-sensing lights, Lightswarm, that changes with the movements of nearby people and things. Future Cities Lab, the San Francisco design company behind Lightswarm, has originated another notable light sculpture. Located by the YBCA's steps at 701 Mission, Murmur Wall will light up in arresting ways as it incorporates local trending search engine results and social media postings. Onlookers can offer their own contributions, which will feed into the Murmur Wall's data stream and light up the sculpture. What's trending in San Francisco? If you're walking by the YBCA, you can see firsthand — at least through light patterns that reflect the city's volatile internet habits.
Murmur Wall debuts Thursday at 6 p.m. and continues through May 31, 2017, at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts, 701 Mission St., S.F. Free; 415-978-2700 or ybca.org. More
A quintet of pathetic pals are sized up in this often sharp, nasty expose of masculinity, written by Sexy Beast scripters Louis Mellis and David Scinto, reuniting them with that film's Ray Winstone and Ian McShane. Married for 21 years, Colin (Winstone) is told by wife Liz (Joanne Whalley) that she's leaving him; his piggy body quaking with rage, Colin brutalizes his spouse (mostly told rather than shown) and assembles his matesgay smoothie Meredith (McShane), still-living-with-Mum Archie (Tom Wilkinson), slow-burn psycho Mal (Stephen Dillane), and sclerotic old coot Peanut (John Hurt)to kidnap and terrorize the French waiter (Melvil Poupaud) Liz has fallen for. With each "cunt" and declension of "fuck" spewed, with every threat of torture directed at their mute, bloodied captive, self-pitying, grief-deranged Colin and his crew further reveal their impotence, desperation, and terror of women (suave Meredith may be untainted by hetero shortcomings, but has pathologies of his own). As in Sexy Beast, Mellis and Scinto's rhythmically aggressive dialogue becomes aria-like. But first-time director Malcolm Venville lacks the visual flair of Sexy Beast's Jonathan Glazera deficit that, combined with 44 Inch Chest's wobbly final act, comes dangerously close to erasing the film's uninhibited look at the measure of a man.
Feb. 5-11, 2010