Results tagged “latenight”

With nightclubs like Jelly's, Whisper, and 715 Harrison playing host to fatal mischief over the past few months, yesterday Mayor Newsom and Police Chief Heather Fong went on the offense against SF nightlife. Four bits of legislation, co-sponsored by Supervisor Sophie Maxwell, will be put before the board of supes:

In North Beach fights breakout and mild vandalism occurs after bars close at 2 a.m. This chaos, typical for any city, makes some of our sensitive city dwellers cranky before bedtime. Or whatever. So, the City Planning Commissioners somehow got it into their heads that closing pizza parlors on the the Broadway strip, pizzerias that normally stay open until 3 a.m. or 4 a.m., before 2 a.m. will solve a slew of problems. According to the Examiner:

-- You break it, you bought it. [N-Judah Chronicles]

What with all of the oil spilling, disastrous Hawaiian vacations, neighborhood christening controversy, 49ers humiliation, and Yahoo, Inc.'s naming names, might we offer up, for your late night enjoyment, a crudely filmed cat that has captured SFist's cold, dead heart? Behold, heavy metal cat!

During the wee hours of the morning, a woman sporting a French maid outfit was arrested for going the wrong way down the northbound lanes on (the) 280 in San Francisco. She caused (only) three collisions before she was finally nabbed by the cops.

LAist began the month with a new food series exploring the popular and unknown late night eats around town. If a Top Chef winner opened up a late night spot in Los Angeles, denizens would flock it, yet the LA Times and other media might be wary. Turning to sports, the Dodger season was quite memorable in the way that it imploded and the LA County Sheriff's Department made some games of their own such as "Operation Any Booking," where the object was to arrest as many people as possible within a specific 24-hour period (some might suspect these cops can be found on HotChicksWithDoucheBags). The crazy stories continue in an interview with Brandon D. Christopher, author of Dirty Little Altar Boy, and a Santa Monica College Professor being blamed for the Burma web blackout.

Londonist are starting to think their city is getting just a little bit too expensive, when even Christian Slater can't afford to go out there. And there's no escaping, as local singer Lily Allen discovered when she was barred entry to the US. The British mapping agency caused further bad karma, by blocking a 3-D representation of London in Google Earth. But the smiles returned to Londonist's faces as they interviewed Baroness von Reichardt, who has completely covered her house in mosaic tiles.

The artists in We, Asian Sex Workers want to make it clear that they are not slaves or victims. They don't need to be "saved," but they would like some respect, or at the very least, sensitivity.

premiered at the Another Hole in the Head horrorfest on Friday June 1st at a midnight showing. Well, an 11:45 p.m. showing. Whatever, it was late for old fogeys like us, but the allure of Crispin Glover was too much to ignore.

It's another fine mid-Spring night in San Francisco: 51 degrees, foggy, swirling winds. So what do people do? They put on their parkas and head over to Mitchell's Ice Cream in the Mission for some late night licking. On a cold Tuesday night with some 40 customers milling about, it seemed to be the hottest place in town.

Erotica Reading: Drop by the Good Vibes Polk St location from 7-8 for a tantalizing session with Dahlia Schweitzer, who will be reading from her novel, The Slightest Provocation, a historical romance, and Pam Rosenthal, reading from Seduce Me, a collection of stories about women who always get their way. Good Vibrations Polk is at 1620 Polk Street (x Sacto), SF.

Did you get your tickets?

Conan O'Brien and his "Late Night" crew are coming to San Francisco for a week starting April 30th. The shows will be taped at the Orpheum theater. He's scheduled to make the announcement on his show tonight, along with details on how to get tickets. (We've been clicking on supposed link to get tickets for a while now, and the dang page just won't load!)

Now that summer's sun has given way to winter's gloom, the concerns of our air have moved from day to night. What does this mean other than a lousy attempt at being poetic? We're moving into "Spare the Night" nights. Like the one called last night.

Because you can never make enough money off geeks, Cinemax is promoting the playing of all six Star Wars movies in Hi Def by turning Union Square into a "Jedi Recruitment & Training Center" tomorrow.

Well, we suppose it was inevitable -- a sharp-eyed reader has found mayoral consort Brittanie Mountz's Facebook page. (You need to be a Facebook member to view it, which is why SFist is now the newest member of the Facebook Nation. Be our friend!) We've saved the page as a screen grab so we can prove it existed when mayoral spokesperson Peter Ragone inevitably makes her take the page down.

If you've been as disappointed with "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip" as we have, then you might be approaching the similarly-themed sitcom "30 Rock," which premieres tonight at 8 p.m. on NBC, with a bit of trepidation. If a so-called "master" like Aaron Sorkin can't write a compelling show about the backstage antics of a late night comedy program, how could a mere "SNL" alum like Tina Fey do any better?

Tonight we're staying up late late late for the Late Night Picture Show at the Clay (2261 Fillmore).

Fall premiere week has officially begun and our TiVos are practically shivering in anticipation. (That would explain the fairly regular stop-and-start recordings we've been getting recently. Perhaps we should invest in one of those dual-tuner jobies? Sweet!)

After cracking down on the North Beach Street Festival and the Jazz Fest, it looks like the Powers that Be are all set to crack down on North Beach itself. At issue is the Broadway section where complaints have been made about all sorts of drunken behavior. Stuff like fights and public drunkenness and underage drinking and rowdy behavior and even the occasional non-monkey knife fight. So on Thursday, the city announced a crack down on the Broadway section of North Beach. Said Aaron Peskin in describing the weekend scene, it's a "virtual war zone" by which he means it's like a war zone except without the bombs, bullets, death, mayhem and anything that would make it anything like a war.

Besides the homicide rate, Oakland residents' quality of life continues to be impaired by wasteful immigrants flocking to the shores of Lake Merritt - the Canada geese, also causing trouble in Richmond, as reported recently by the East Bay Express. The Lake Merritt geese population produces an estimated ton of fecal matter a day. The geese have also been sighted exhibiting aggressive pedestrian behavior not unlike that of Oakland's human residents, known for holding up vehicular traffic by slowly crossing major thoroughfares in the middle of the street.

There's always a lull in touring during the late summer, perhaps because most other cities in the U.S. are experiencing temperatures in the triple digits and that’s not the best climate for when you pop a tire on your Econovan and have to wait on the side of the highway for roadside assistance. But some brave musicians soldier on to bring the rock to us, grabbing some respite in San Francisco’s chilly summer nights.

Um, we're still trying to figure out what we thought of the Japanese movie Executive Koala, which was screened as part of the SFIFF's Late Night series. Maybe if we'd had more of the Stella Artois they were passing out before the movie -- but we were too nervous about losing our place in the incredibly long line snaking around in some complicated formation involving the handicapped ramps to get ourselves a plastic cup. So we thought Executive Koala was supposed to be about a human-sized koala bear navigating the treacherous world of Japanese office politics -- you know, a lot of giggly women saying, "Hai!" and men (and koala bears) bowing and saying "arigato gozaimas." Like Office Space, only with a koala and in Japanese. Fun! Right? Well, you know, we saw that the second half of the movie was supposed to be the koala trying to figure out if he had anything to do with some mysterious murders around town or if he's just being set up -- but we were totally not prepared for the movie to turn into a slasher flick! We're not good with gore! Turns out the movie was less like Office Space and more like the Cindy Sherman's Office Killer instead. Also, we were kind of freaked out at how uncuddly the koala looked, along with his creepy prehensile hands. Look at his weird expression in that picture above! Well, it's definitely going to be a Kult Klassic, and as cult classics go, it's not unentertaining. You might as well check it out; the theme song is pretty hilarious and all the stuffed animal characters are excellent. Executive Koala screens again at the Kabuki, at 4:15 this afternoon.

Putting together for more than a year now we've learned about the breadth of "helping" organizations in the bay area - from environmental groups to people helping people (and animals) and everything in between. We've cajoled you to give time and clothes and, our all-time, number-one favorite, cash. And now, we're asking you for something else.

One of Gothamist's favorite comedians, Todd Barry, will be performing six shows starting tonight at eight at the Purple Onion and running through Sunday. Who is Todd Barry? Well, find out for yourself by reading the interview he did with Gothamist (where, to the world's chagrin, he declined to answer the question "Imagine prostitutes gave receipts. Imagine you go to prostitutes. What do you think your receipt would have on it?").

One of our SFist editors, unfortunately the ill-gendered one, promised to kiss us if we ever wrote a post in French. We have postponed such post thus far, but with the opening of Café du Soleil, we have to put up or shut up: the place is as French as a fry. You will have to excuse our French, which we hid behind some link after the jump, in the hope said editor won't see it.