Summertime is here, and while in some places that means beaches and barbecues, in fogbound San Francisco it means only one thing — summer movies! But if you don't care to watch Paris Hilton make her (clothed) acting debut or if you haven't been seduced by the “dark side” of big-budget blockbusters, see something a little different at Frameline29, the San Francisco International LGBT Film Festival. This annual cinematic celebration of all that is queer, gay, or offensive to the Christian right is the largest and oldest festival of its kind in the world, this year showcasing 268 films and work by 60 local directors, as well as movies from such definitively un-Hollywood locales as Malaysia, Hungary, Argentina, and Serbia. Film buffs can also meet actors and directors, pose questions at post-screening Q&A sessions, and rub elbows with the stars at opening- and closing-night galas. And those who want a glimpse of warmer climes, where people actually do things outside in the summer, can take in more than a dozen pictures focusing on queers in sports as part of a special presentation, “The Sporting Life.” It's not exactly sunbathing, but it's better than shivering. The films come out Thursday with Côte d'Azur at 7:30 p.m. at the Castro Theatre, 429 Castro (near Market), S.F., and the screenings continue through June 26 at multiple locations. Tickets are $6-20; visit www.frameline.org.
— Jack Karp
How many times have you fantasized in your cubicle about life without a day job, with no more rush hours on Muni or barbed comments from catty co-workers? Celebrate the art of being unemployed at the launch party for Dean LaTourrette and Kristine Enea's new book, Time Off! The Upside to Downtime, a practical guide with chapters like “Stashing Some Cash” and “The Leisurely Job Hunt.” The duo also suggest you indulge in lots of self-improving activities, which you can practice tonight at workshops in yoga, golf, and cooking, starting at 6 at 111 Minna Gallery, 111 Minna (at Second Street), S.F. Admission is free; call 974-1719 or visit www.111minnagallery.com/.
— Jane Tunks
Do the Hustle
It doesn't make any sense, but I love it: The Apostle of Hustle is a Canadian post-punk rock/folk group offering up walls of sound that emerge and disappear, full of enigmatic scratchy noises and computer bleeps that back up a traditional rock guitar/bass/vox setup. Surely a knowledgeable musician could trace the source of all the sounds, but even if it's incomprehensible, I'm still listening to the CD, Folkloric Feel, compulsively. How does this trio blend Phil Spector, weary Gypsies, and slick cabaret man-singers? I dunno, but it's mesmerizing. Trespassers William and minipop open at 9:30 p.m. at Café Du Nord, 2170 Market (at Sanchez), S.F. Admission is $10; call 861-5016 or visit www.cafedunord.com.
— Hiya Swanhuyser
Summer camp taught me a lot — archery makes your arms look sexy, and boys kiss best behind big old oak trees. But the gals who attend Rock 'n' Roll Camp for Girls in Portland, Ore., learn much more important lessons, like playing guitar and creating zines. Tonight, Arne Johnson's benefit for his documentary in progress about the camp, Girls Rock!, includes performances by pubescent prodigies such as Beatles cover band Peach Fuzz and the Stingrays, fronted by the weirdly disaffected vocals of 13-year-old Lou Lou Rosenthal. The Gun & Doll Show and Tribe 8 also play at 8:30 p.m. at the Bottom of the Hill, 1233 17th St. (at Missouri), S.F. Admission is $8; call 621-4455 or visit www.bottomofthehill.com. — Jane Tunks