I knew something felt different and special on this opening night. There was a palpable energy in the air, the downtown streets were far busier than any other opening in recent memory, and once I stepped into the San Jose Center for the Performing Arts theater it was immediately evident Book...

Quite charming actually. That was my first thought as I streamed, on auto-pilot, alongside a large, enthusiastic crowd into the warm air of downtown San Jose after the opening night of The Book of Mormon. But this show is supposed to be daring, raunchy, and shocking. It's all of those things, alright, but...

Aurora closes its 23rd season in a suburban wasteland.

Life and the over-sharing economy. New Strand Theater opens with play that reflects ourselves in an era of 140-character rants, aimless streams, and (ugh) obligatory selfies.

The audience was jollied along by host Jeff Hobson, aka the Trickster, who had fewer sequins than Liberace, but nonetheless wore his over-the-top fabulousity with comparable panache.

A must-see summer treat, now playing downtown San Jose.

If you want someone who can go from 1 to 100 on the loonymeter, while managing to look drop dead gorgeous with seven sheets to the wind, Sarah Overman is your gal, and Rebecca Dines is right behind her.

The central theme is carried inexorably forward, much in the same way one can follow the direction of a ball in a game of pinball - the path may appear haphazard, but important points are scored along the way.

Perez brings such visceral intensity and electric physicality that you’ll be entirely wowed.

It was epic. It was memorable. It was a major comeback.