While they often presented themselves as bodybuilders’ publications, their chuckle-prompting titles — Torso, Adonis, Honcho, Mandate — didn’t lie. Gay men’s magazines of decades past were bought by gay men who wanted to look at the erotic illustrations of well- built male bodies therein. Because any- one known to possess such material in the homophobic 1950s and 1960s could experience serious consequences, men hid the magazines under their mat- tresses. These illustrations have now inspired a traveling exhibition, Stroke: From Under the Mattress to the Museum Wall. Curated by notable erotic artist Robert W. Richards and orig- inating at the Leslie-Lohman Museum of Gay and Lesbian Art, the popular show contains 24 original illustrations that ap- peared in gay magazines from the 1950s to the 1990s. It also looks at how gay men, forced into the closet during those decades, used these pictures to explore their sexuality intimately. It additionally serves as a showcase for the artists in- volved. On view are works by two dozen top artists of the times, including Touko Laaksonen (Tom of Finland), Antonio Lopez (Antonio), and David Martin.More
Though Adriano Paganini's restaurant specializes in Roman-style wood-fired pizzas, you'd be remiss to skip out on its appetizers, in particular the broccolini bruschetta, a dish that may very well become your new favorite way to eat these tiny trees of the produce world.
The sinews of old San Francisco lie in the water: the posts standing in the Bay mud that supported the docks and piers where the shipping that made the city possible, and later allowed it to flourish, flowed.
The list of female auteurs who also perform in their own films is regrettably short: Agnes Jaoui, Asia Argento, Julie Delpy, and Lena Dunham are the rare actress-writer-directors that come to mind. Now we can add the elegant Italian star Laura Morante (The Son’s Room, The Dancer Upstairs), who makes her directing and (co-)writing debut with the witty relationship escapade The Cherry on the Cake. The closing night film of the S.F. Film Society’s annual New Italian Cinema series centers on a woman of a certain age who meets a suave, stylish gent at a New Year’s party. Antoine (Pascal Elbé) is such a smooth package, in fact, that Amanda (Morante) assumes he’s gay. That’s merely the first hiccup in a brisk blend of screwball and romantic comedy fueled by delicious banter, meddling siblings, and great clothes. (Eye candy of various kinds has long been a crucial component -- the not-so-secret ingredient, if you will -- in lovesexy urban romps.) The multi-talented Morante executes the recipe with sufficient aplomb to make us wish for seconds. As in, you know, another turn behind the camera.
Sun., Nov. 18, 6:30 p.m., 2012