ARTICLES BY Cy Ashley Webb

Cy spent the ‘80’s as a bench scientist, the tech boom doing intellectual property law, and the first decade of the millennium, aspiring to be the world’s oldest grad student at Stanford where she is interested in political martyrdom. Presently, she enjoys writing for Stark Insider and the SF Examiner, hanging out at Palo Alto Children's Theatre, and participating in various political activities. Democracy is not a spectator sport! Cy is a SFBATCC member.
ride that pony home!
by on 07.22.14

The Naked Empire Buffoon Company (Sabrina Wensky and Cara McClendon) could give John Belushi’s killer bees a run for their money. These two combine the petulance of an ill-mannered child with the wiles of a Chechen terrorist.

into the belly of the beast...
by on 07.21.14

Broadly, energy on stage fits one of three patterns: the fierce, isolated intensity of Ahab, the compliant, but detached skepticism of Starbuck, and the intentionally unfocused direction of the rest of the cast. This tripartite energy division serves the action well.

Dissing the dinosaur
by on 07.15.14

This script is so strong, in part, because the playwright avoids the prescriptive; instead, he provides four rich characters with whom you genuinely want to spend time.

And the crowd went wild...
by on 07.08.14

Jazz pianist Makoto Ozone joined the Symphony to reclaim Rhapsody in Blue back from United Airlines and a thousand dreary elevators.

Big one!
by on 07.07.14

Going from improbable to even more so, they performed Hushabye Mountain from “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.” However, for all practical purposes, Dick van Dyke never saw this version. Thomas Lauderdale was right in saying that it sounded crossed with Mozart’s Requiem.

Sweet & Light
by on 07.01.14

Don’t be afraid of letting your gaze linger on individual dancers. Choreographer Nicole Helfer has a good sense of what you’ll be looking at — and just as important — what you can’t miss.

Breaking out the Pride
by on 06.30.14

From the high camp of Nancyboy (topped with a fascinator and moving gracefully in towering platforms) riffing off Joel Grey to an exquisitely nuanced “Send in the Clowns,” the artistic caliber of these two hundred and fifty hunky sweaty guys left nothing on the table.

Home on the junk shop range
by on 06.24.14

Making parallels between rapacious capitalists and corner store con men is too easy, and Mamet’s too smart to let the story rest there. The heart of this piece isn’t in the ideas as much as it is in the characters – and here O’Connor, Carpenter and Jordan do justice to the work and to their audience.

San Francisco Stage
by on 06.23.14

We meet a self-proclaimed witch who prays to Elvis, a world Qigong leader, Muslims, rabid Christians, atheists, drag queen and rabbi Irwin Keller, and assorted others.

Mother and child reunion
by on 06.14.14

What might have otherwise been a cheap slice’em, dice ‘em suicidal thriller was rendered into something deeply emotive that probed the dimensions of loyalty and family.