Opening at the Lumiere tonight is Larry Clark's latest, Wassup Rockers. Larry has made a career of getting under the skin of American teenagers, from his photography work in "Tulsa," through movies like Kids, Bully and Ken Park. Like Kids, Rockers attempts to blend straight fiction with cinema verite. The protagonists of the movie -- young latino boys living in South Central -- portray themselves, and many of the situations in the movie were derived from their real life experiences. If you get the feeling that it sounds like "Kids II: Electric Boogaloo," you wouldn't be far off the mark. more ›

Several weeks ago, SFist vented about our number one pub trans pet peeve. This week, we want to vent about our second biggest pub trans pet peeve. Consider this a sequel, kind of a Move to the Back of the Bus: Electric Boogaloo. The peeve this time? People who don't walk up the left side of the escalator. Granted, this isn't necessarily a public transportation situation. Escalators are everywhere- at the Metreon, at Virgin, at the opera- but the situation seems to mainly bug whenever it involves MUNI or BART. Maybe because it's more pronounced. Or maybe it's because we're in more of a hurry because we've once again overslept. Or maybe it's because we like walking up the escalator because it makes us feel like we're exercising when in reality we're too lazy to take the stairs. But wherever it takes place, people who don't walk on the left side of the escalator suck. Isn't the whole the-left-side-is-for-walking a general rule? Isn't it one of the Universal Truths? A little known addendum to the Ten Commandments? Shouldn't the offenders realize something's up by the constant stream of people shoving past them muttering "excuse me, excuse me"? more ›

You know how in all this steroid hullabaloo, Tony LaRussa has been running around adamantly saying there was nothing going on, nothing happening, and nothing to see? Well, it turns out there was. Last night on the Wednesday night’s edition of 60 Minutes, 60 Minutes 2, Electric Boogaloo, LaRussa claimed that they knew Canseco was juiced all along. He’d even brag about it in front of everyone and joked around about how he didn’t need to work out anymore. And why didn’t he say anything? He wanted to but he didn’t think anything would come of it. Not that MLB would have done something about it, but MLB wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it because of the Players' Association (probably and most definitely true -- Donald Fehr is as much to blame in this whole mess as anyone). The fact that Canseco was having monster years during the heyday of the Bash Brothers and was the first player to hit 40 home runs with 40 stolen bases had nothing to do with it, of course. Sandy Alderson, then GM of the A’s and now Executive VP of baseball also admitted that they were aware of Canseco’s love of injecting things into his ass but as they had no concrete proof -- there was no testing back then -- they couldn’t confront him. Again, actually a fair claim as there is that whole issue with innocent until proven guilty and unless they followed Canseco into the men’s room everytime he went, they couldn’t really prove anything. Not that they would have, anyways (see 40 HRs and 40 sb in 1988). more ›

We spent yesterday practising our acting skills by feigning surprise at Colin Powell's resignation as Secretary of State. Today we got to pretend we're happy that Condoleezza "Condi" (that's so makes her seem more human, don't you think?) Rice has been named to the post in his place. Strong, black woman fourth in line to the presidency (the Prince Andrew position, if you will)? Cool. But that doesn't mean she doesn't scare the crap out of us. more ›