Superbugs: The next health crisis is here

Bacteria and fungi are increasingly evolving into “superbugs” immune to existing treatments. According to the World Health Organization, this phenomenon, known as antimicrobial resistance, is one of the top 10 public health threats currently facing humanity. In 2019, antibiotic resistance was associated with more than 170,000 deaths in the United States and nearly 5 million deaths worldwide.

The U.S. government has a long and mostly successful history of responding to national health crises, from funding Operation Warp Speed to accelerate the development of Covid-19 vaccines to establishing the Office of Public Health Emergency Preparedness in response to the anthrax attacks of 2001.

Better stewardship alone won’t combat the superbug threat. We also need to develop new antimicrobials. Many antimicrobials are often only prescribed briefly, like several days or weeks. Consequently, low sales make it hard for inventors to recoup the significant investments required to develop any new medicine.

As a result, many companies developing new antimicrobials—most of which are small—have been unable to commercialize new products successfully. Eight antibiotics developed by small companies have received FDA approval since 2013. Since their approvals, these companies have either filed for bankruptcy, been acquired or left the antibiotics space entirely.

One fix would be to replace the volume-based sales model with something like a subscription, in which drug developers are compensated for new treatments based on the value of the treatment to public health, regardless of the number of doses patients need.

Legislation that would do this is under consideration in Congress. A bipartisan group of lawmakers introduced the PASTEUR Act. Under the bill, the government would contract with a company for a set amount of funds for reliable access to an effective new antibiotic, essentially stabilizing a return on investment.

Passing PASTEUR should be one of Congress’ top priorities. AMR is a national security threat we know how to prepare for. It’s time our political leaders take advantage of that opportunity.

Phyllis Arthur is senior vice president for infectious disease and emerging science policy at the Biotechnology Innovation Organization.

Your Letters, March 6

Safe Sex Party

Mr. Dan Savage’s advice for people who attend sex parties (“Savage Love,” Bohemian, Feb. 29, 2024) is to “maybe consider using condoms.”

I’m a semi-retired professional sex surrogate partner and sex educator, and a person who has occasionally attended a wide variety of events like sex parties and sex and tantra workshops. I’m also a polyamorist. My advice for Mr. Savage’s readers is to definitely at all times use condoms and other “safer sex” items and practices.

The only exception would be if there is a “closed loop” of polyamorous people who have been tested for at least the more popular STIs. There are about 30 STIs ready to be transmitted. Most of them are asymptomatic in their early stages.

Barbara Daugherty

Santa Rosa

Burrito Babies

Your readers may by now be aware that the Alabama Supreme Court has issued a ruling that frozen burritos—be they “beef, bean and cheese, chicken, or any combination thereof”— are, in fact, legally recognized as children.

What impact this decision will have on commercial burrito sales in roadside dining emporia in Alabama and across the country is unknown at this time.

What we do know is that “the moment the frozen burrito is placed in its plastic sleeve, it becomes human life in the image of Our Higher Power.”

Stay tuned to your favorite news outlets to learn more about this breaking story.

Craig J. Corsini

San Rafael

Bass Case, Docent Days and FORKS2FILM Fest

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Santa Rosa

The Case for Bass

Lauded bassist Michael Manring and noted guitarist and poet Brian Gore join forces for a few sets—solo and duet—Thursday, March 14, at The Lost Church. Gore, known for his fingerstyle guitar playing, founded International Guitar Night and has performed with six-string legends like Pierre Bensusan, Ralph Towner, Vishwa Mohan Bhatt, D’Gary and Lulo Reinhardt. His sets will draw from his album, Seek the Love You’re Yearning. “Michael Manring … can do more with a bass than even the most creative individual could imagine,” according to the Napa Valley Register. Beyond his virtuosity, as Tom Darter wrote in Keyboard Magazine, “his brand of transcendental chops … is all in the service of … the joy of making music.” Doors open at 7:30pm. The venue is located at 576 Ross St., Santa Rosa, thelostchurch.org. $25.

Petaluma

Docent Days

Petaluma Historical Library & Museum seeks volunteer desk docents for shifts from 10am to 1pm and 1 to 4pm, Thursdays and Fridays. The volunteer position entails greeting the public, helping guests navigate the exhibits, mentioning upcoming museum events, explaining the benefits of museum membership and answering general questions. One need not be an expert on Petaluma to volunteer. Those interested in joining the museum’s fellowship of desk docents may contact membership manager Mary Rowe at mr***@pe************.org or 707.778.4398.

St. Helena

FORK2FILM Fest

A four-day film fest that showcases the best feature-length narrative and documentary films about food, farming and wine, FORK2FILM Festival serves up its cinematic offerings from Thursday, March 14 to Sunday, March 17. “Throughout my 16 years of programming for the Cameo, CinemaBites has stood out as a favorite among patrons, especially when we connect audiences with a filmmaker or chef,” says founder and owner Cathy Buck. “It’s been a dream of mine to program a festival that centers around food, farming and wine, three things that make the Napa Valley stand out.” Over the course of the festival, attendees will partake in epicurean film screenings, food and wine experiences, filmmaker Q&As and more. This year, FORK2FILM Festival programmers have selected 14 independent movies to be screened alongside culinary classics and award-winning standouts, all screening at the Cameo Cinema, 1340 Main St., St. Helena. For complete programming information, visit cameocinemafoundation.org/fork-2-film-festival.

Novato

Comedy Cuvee

Headliner Dan Gabriel (as seen on The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson, Showtime, Comedy Central’s Premium Blend and CBS’s Star Search) brings the laughs to Novato’s Trek Winery with a set that pairs well with pinot noir (we’re assuming). Gabriel honed his chops in San Francisco’s comedy scene and is now a seasoned Los Angeles-based comedian. He has appeared on several major TV shows, won competitions, co-developed a TV series, hosts a podcast and has released two comedy albums. Gabriel performs at 7pm, Saturday, March 16, at Trek Winery, located at 1026 Machin Ave., Novato. Special guest Jeff Applebaum will also perform. Tickets range from $20 to $30. For more information, marincomedyshow.com.

Tommy Orange Writes Second Urban Native Novel

The difficulty in beginning a conversation with Oakland-based, New York Times best-selling novelist and writer Tommy Orange is deciding which direction to go.

We could shift into reverse and march through his earliest years, being born and raised in the Dimond District by his parents, his father Cheyenne, his mother white and a Christian; playing roller hockey and noodling on his guitar during adolescence; graduating from college with a degree in sound engineering before working at San Leandro’s Gray Wolf Books and wondering what to do with his life. Beginning to write and investigate his Cheyenne and Arapaho of Oklahoma tribal identity and citizenship, he pursued and earned a master’s in fine arts from the Institute of American Indian Arts.

Or, is it best to plunge into the more recent here-and-now? After all, there’s the irresistible magnetism of Orange’s fascinating short stories. Published in literary magazines such as McSweeney’s and Zyzzyva, he nudged and eventually pushed hard against Native American tropes and misrepresentations—such as the iconic, mythical, stoic images of Indians as somehow immune from the brutal violence practiced against them throughout American history. 

Ultimately, Orange’s literary energy culminated and was mirrored in the momentous reception to his debut novel, There There (2018). Awards stacked themselves into towers surrounding his first work of fiction, which places as its centerpiece a powwow that attracts—for different reasons—members of a multigenerational, urban Native American family. There There was a finalist for the 2019 Pulitzer Prize and received in 2019 the American Book Award and the PEN/Hemingway Award.

Orange was suddenly and overwhelmingly heralded as a new voice in Indian literature and the visibility was widespread, resulting in demand for public appearances as a Native American thought leader. More honors, including nominations for the Andrew Carnegie Medal for Excellence in Fiction, the Audie Award for Multi-voiced Performance, and two Goodreads Choice Awards: Best Fiction and Best Debut Goodreads Author, also came his way.

All of this is ripe material for discussion, but instead there is the immediate moment and future—which is where the focus should begin.

Orange’s sophomore book, Wandering Stars (Alfred A. Knopf, March 2024), is already attracting starred reviews and notable buzz in the industry and with the general public. His second novel is in some ways a sequel to his first book and follows three generations of the Red Feather family with a story that begins by leaping back to the family’s pre-Oakland history in Colorado, where the Sand Creek Massacre destroys an Indian community and sends a young survivor, Jude Star, to the Fort Marion Prison Castle in Florida.

For three years Star, along with other young Indian children, is essentially imprisoned and must learn English and practice Christianity—all actions meant to erase her Native history and culture, and any traces of Indian identity. The narrative follows Star’s descendants, who end up in Oakland struggling with mixed success through the legacy of annihilation and trauma by white America: bias, prejudice, PTSD, opiate addiction, school shootings and more.

“With There There I could point at any character and give you the difficulty number,” says Orange. “With writing Wandering Stars, the whole thing was just hard. They talk about sophomore albums being difficult, and especially when you’re having success, you’re having to prove that you can still do it, or top it, or people just wanna see you fall from a height, because that’s a spectacle. There was weird pressure.”

Orange found writing during Covid severely challenging. He’s never aspired to write historical fiction because he feels it’s been overdone in Native American literature, but the story about the boarding school had reached a deep place in his soul that compelled him to persist. In part, his Southern Cheyenne tribe is at the story’s heart, and he recognized that the real-life facts and events represented a wrenching origin story that held within it the assimilation, relocation and dislocation that urban Natives experience.

While writing early scenes featuring Star, he researched intensely, changed tense back and forth, rewrote sections and cut out entire episodes as if, having stared into history’s bright lights, he was determined to chase and capture the afterimages. A sense of place had formed the foundation of There There, and the Red Feather family was firmly established, providing structure for Wandering Stars and allowing him to delve deep into character.

“It’s a more interior book, and that’s something I like to do in writing in general,” he says. “It’s where I started and where my characters begin. Fiction can do it in a way that other forms cannot. There’s an over-emphasized voice that says writing is about scene. But we have TV and movies; they’ll always be better than description of scene.”

Orange tried to bring back all of the characters from There There. “When I first started, I picked up right after the powwow,” he says. “In collaboration with my editor, we wanted it to be a standalone and not redundant. I fought to the end to keep the filmmaker character from There There and recently cannibalized some of that writing for my next book. I’ll get his stuff in somehow.”

Although Orange doesn’t keep lists, several of his characters do. The character Lony composes lists that he considers puzzles. “He wasn’t going to be a writer, but it was a way for him to collect information because he’s so curious,” Orange says. “It was a way for him to express that without him having a narrative voice.”

Another list serves a profound purpose and appears from a meditation by Orvil, Lony’s older brother. “He lists the names of tribes, reads them aloud and speaks them into existence,” Orange says. “He felt shame—and this is also my shame in not having the Ohlone people mentioned the way I should have in There There—about not knowing the names of the [nearly 200] tribes in California. I was happy because these are unknown, hard-to-say names that have been reduced to Indian or Native American. With the names of each tribe comes a ton of language, worldview and creation stories.”

Wandering Stars is written with Orange’s natural musicality and instinctive humor. Before becoming a writer, he says he was “a fully failed musician,” and music was his first art form. As a writer, he reads his words aloud; even recording other people reading his words to better hear the cadences, rhythms and sentence structures. He’s considering releasing compositions he’s written that might have been what Orvil, also a songwriter, would have written.

Orange is pleased to be asked about the humor in his work. “It’s rarely mentioned, even in my inner circles, but it was [John Kennedy Toole’s] Confederacy of Dunces that first made me want to write a novel,” he says. “I didn’t know books could make you laugh but also be sad and dark. I don’t try to be funny, but it’s important to render life and lively dialogue, to balance heavy matter, release tension, and provide payoff and lift for the reader having to sit with heaviness. In my family, I was the one cracking a joke during something super intense.”

Inevitably, the conversation wraps up with future thoughts, plans and dreams. Orange is astonished that half the country thinks Donald Trump is a hero instead of a person he says is “brazenly stupid and lacking in humanity, humor, taste—and a despicable human,” whose re-election as president would leave us doomed. On a more upbeat note, he’s thrilled Lily Gladstone won Golden Globe’s Best Female Actor and that Native American television shows, books and across-the-spectrum output from Native artists is thriving. “I just hope it’s a sustaining energy for our representation,” he says. “I believe art can change lives.”

He’s sold his third novel, which leaves behind the characters in his first two novels with a book full of dark humor, the world of Pretendians—ethnic fraud—run rampant and contemporary voices. Meanwhile, There There is being adapted for television, and he says the all-Native American cast it will showcase will raise the visibility of Indigenous people. He’s also writing and hoping to have produced a screenplay, and he laughs—but only lightly—at a suggestion he might compose the film score.

Limitless possibility is the perfect note upon which the conversation reaches its end.

Film Review: ‘Cabrini’ as Lady Liberty

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Aside from specialty items by religious film producers, it’s unusual for general audiences to find major releases that concern themselves with spiritual matters and figures from organized religion. That’s one of the reasons why director Alejandro Monteverde’s new film Cabrini, a dramatization of the life and times of Roman Catholic nun Sister Frances Xavier Cabrini (1850-1917), is so noteworthy.

Mother Cabrini (portrayed by Italian actor Cristiana Dell’Anna) immigrates to the U.S. in 1889, accompanied by six other nuns with whom she has founded the Missionary Sisters of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. In her luggage is a personal recommendation by Pope Leo XIII (Giancarlo Giannini) for her mission to aid poor immigrants—specifically Italians—in their painful process of fitting into the United States’ burgeoning multicultural landscape.

In those days newcomers from Italy faced more or less the same barriers as other immigrants from Southern and Eastern Europe in the age of America’s “Manifest Destiny”—the historical label for the global ambitions of the newly industrialized United States. Highly promoted in its time, Manifest Destiny institutionalized a framework of reckless imperialism overseas and systemic domestic racism for anyone outside the era’s White Anglo-Saxon Protestant ruling hegemony. As the Italian nuns soon realize.

Cabrini arrives in New York’s Lower East Side at a time when Italian immigrants are depicted in the press as a horde of poor, illiterate, non-English-speaking, swarthy brutes, reeking of garlic. The missionary sisters lose no time in moving into the notoriously crime-ridden Five Points neighborhood of Lower Manhattan.

Their goal is to help a group of people commonly portrayed as menial laborers and “threats to American values” set up hospitals, schools and a sense of community in a hostile environment. The similarities between the jingoistic, openly bigoted America on display in Cabrini by filmmaker Monteverde, a native of Mexico, and the political extremes of the present-day U.S. are there for all to see.

Seemingly everywhere Cabrini turns, she is met by indifference and outright hatred for her social work. Tea-sipping Archbishop Corrigan (David Morse) dismisses her on gender grounds—so what if this woman was sent by the Pope? New York’s Mayor Gould (John Lithgow) calls Mother Cabrini a “puffed-up dago” and harasses her with vengeful building inspections. A Five Points pimp named Geno (Giacomo Rocchini) physically attacks the nuns for enlisting one of his prostitutes. Meanwhile, ordinary white businessmen are content to mock Mother Cabrini by publicly snorting in her face—to them all Italians are pigs.

In fact, Cabrini is loaded with hot-button social issues that stress the “then as now” aspect of her moral crusade: poverty, immigration, social welfare programs, racial bigotry, narrow-minded opposition, language barriers, street crime, sexism, anti-Catholic prejudice, child labor laws, and that old favorite, cruel and greedy bankers. Looks like a dress rehearsal for 21st-century politics.

Monteverde’s Cabrini—screenplay by Rod Barr from a story he wrote with the director—does a better job than most mainstream films in capturing the flavor of its early-20th-century settings. It’s in a league with Gangs of New York, Once Upon a Time in America, Days of Heaven and even The Godfather in that respect. And cinematographer Gorka Gómez Andreu’s tribute shots invoking photographer/social activist Jacob Riis add to the poignancy. The cinematography is almost too pretty at times—that’s the worst that can be said about the production values.

In modern-day secular terms, Cabrini achieves a gratifying balance between the social and the spiritual in Mother Cabrini’s zealous championing of equality for the underdog. In particular, actor Dell’Anna strikes a positively heroic pose as the woman who intended to “build an empire of hope” in her adopted country, for the marginalized and downtrodden. 

Cabrini was canonized in 1946 as the first American saint, and patron saint of all immigrants. Today the Missionary Sisters of the Sacred Heart of Jesus is the largest charitable institution in the world. The American people were lucky to have her.

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In theaters

Oscars 2024: What Will Win for Best Picture?

Here’s something I don’t even consider the tiniest of hot takes: I don’t care about the Oscars. Okay, I guess I sort of do. I enjoy guessing who’s going to win and getting all butt hurt about what got snubbed, but ultimately the Oscars only matter in one very specific way—the artists who are nominated/win get elevated up the Hollywood hierarchy and get to start making larger projects that had previously been denied them.

But most of the time the Academy gets it wrong. The nominations, the winners—it’s rare when films that actually cause a shift in the cultural zeitgeist win Best Picture. It’s always political and based on whatever the Academy voters took the time to watch. From 1944 to 2008 only five films per year were nominated for Best Picture. In 2009, the playing field was expanded to 10—mostly based on viewer complaints that elevated popcorn fare like The Dark Knight wasn’t getting nominated and that the voting academy was losing touch with audiences. 

Ten is a better field because it covers a wider variety of films, but there’s still usually one or two nominees that don’t belong anywhere near the Best Picture race. I look back over the last few years at movies like The Artist, Silver Linings Playbook, The Theory of Everything, Darkest Hour, Green Book, Vice and Nightmare Alley—just to name a few—that weren’t in the top 25 of the year, let alone worthy of a Best Picture nomination.

I even like a few of those movies just listed. But a film considered one of the best should either move the art form forward or be a sterling example of the importance of cinema and what it can achieve in the realm of allowing humanity to see itself better. 

Some of the greatest films in the history of the medium weren’t even nominated for Best Picture. When movies of great cultural significance, like Rear Window (1954), Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), Touch of Evil (1958), Hoop Dreams (1994), 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968), Do the Right Thing (1989), Bicycle Thieves (1948), Tokyo Story (1953), The Third Man (1949), Chungking Express (1994), Cool Hand Luke (1967) and Ikiru (1952) don’t even get nominated, it can be difficult to take the contest seriously.

So what about the 10 nominees for Best Picture this year? Are they all worthy? Most assuredly not all of them. But let’s take a look.

Killers of the Flower Moon: Even though I think the film would have been stronger focused on a character other than Leonardo DiCaprio’s Ernest Burkhart, it’s still an important work from one of America’s greatest living filmmakers. I’d be surprised if Lily Gladstone doesn’t take the Oscar for Best Actress.

Oppenheimer: More proof that one should never bet against Christopher Nolan; this, along with Barbie, got people back into movie theaters and proved people will see something long and dramatic when intelligence is put into the filmmaking and performances. My biggest issue with the film is the handling of the women in Oppenheimer’s life, who all exist to further his narrative arc and not their own.

Barbie: Definitely belongs here as no other movie this year really hit culturally as hard as this one did. Whether you love it or hate it, Greta Gerwig and Margot Robbie made something truly original here that’s unapologetically feminist and layered—something not enough critics give the film credit for. Gerwig not getting a Best Director nomination is insane.

The Holdovers: Probably the most wholesome movie of the year, The Holdovers exists to be a big-hearted and empathetic look at our differences and similarities as human beings and how small acts of kindness are much easier to share than we sometimes think. Also, it’s one of the best Christmas movies we’ve had in a long time. Paul Giamatti probably has the Best Actor Oscar on lock.

American Fiction: A solid movie with a wonderful central performance from the great Jeffrey Wright, the first hour feels like what we imagine when we think of “Oscar bait.” Then the final 45 minutes turns the entire premise on its head and becomes a deceptively brilliant meta-textual satire of how White America consumes and discards BIPOC art. This probably won’t win anything, but it deserves to be up here. 

Anatomy of a Fall: Easily one of the best films of the year, and in a just world, director Justine Triet would win the Best Director Oscar instead of the almost guaranteed Christopher Nolan. The film is just so unpredictable and electrifying, with some of the most formally daring filmmaking of the last few years. It gets better every time you watch it, and it inspires the best post-film discussions of the year.

Maestro: I mean, Bradley Cooper directs the hell out of this and gives the best performance of his career as Leonard Bernstein, and Carey Mulligan is astonishing, but this is not one of the best pictures of the year. After 130 minutes focused on Bernstein, I didn’t feel like I understood him, his marriage, his music or his tortured soul any better than when it began. Something deep in the center of the film is missing, and I’m not sure it can be quantified. If films have souls, Maestro’s is AWOL.

Poor Things: This will win the more visual Oscars, like Production Design and possibly Cinematography. It’s a hell of a ride filled with jaw-dropping visuals and two bravura performances from Emma Stone and Mark Ruffalo, but I think it will be deemed too ‘weird’ by Academy voters. It’s a startling work of originality that general audiences often hate.

The Zone of Interest: The most powerful and stunning Holocaust film since Son of Saul, this bone-chilling examination of the banality of evil and the bureaucracy of genocide hits hard and often by compartmentalizing the horror in the same way the Nazis did. The audience is forced to watch evil exist without self-examination, as a Nazi family plays house on the opposite side of a wall from Auschwitz. The contrapuntal clash of visualizing the idyllic home and garden of the family with the nightmarish sounds of Auschwitz is unforgettable. 

Past Lives: Probably my favorite of the Best Picture nominees, Past Lives just hits differently. As a wistful elegy for dreams unrealized, it somehow makes each audience member feel nostalgic for a life they never had. I hope this wins something, but I won’t be surprised if it doesn’t.

Still, that leaves a ton of other great movies this year that should have been up for Best Picture. Incredible films like The Iron Claw, Fremont, How to Blow Up a Pipeline, Showing Up, Asteroid City, Fallen Leaves and Blue Jean were completely ignored. Maybe that just means 2023 was an exceptional year for film.

Either way, the Oscars’ track record sucks. So I’m going to start my own meaningless awards ceremony called The Classic Rasics. Our statue is a champagne bucket of popcorn, and the winner gets their own streaming service to populate with their favorite movies. Hey Hollywood … call me!

The 96th Academy Awards air Sunday, Mar. 10, 4-7pm.

Free Will Astrology: Week of March 6

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ARIES (March 21-April 19): “Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow talent to the dark place where it leads.” So wrote Aries author Erica Jong. Is that true? Is it hard to access the fullness of our talents? Must we summon rare courage and explore dark places? Sometimes, yes. To overcome obstacles that interfere with ripening our talents, there may be tough work to do. I suspect the coming weeks and months will be one of those phases for you, Aries. But here’s the good news: I predict you will succeed.

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): In October 1879, Thomas Edison and his research team produced the first electric light bulb that was viable enough to be of practical use. In September 1882, Edison opened the first power plant on the planet, enabling people to light their homes with the new invention. That was a revolutionary advance in a very short time. Dear Taurus, the innovations you have been making and I hope will continue to make are not as monumental as Edison’s. But I suspect they rank high among the best and brightest in your personal life history. Don’t slack off now. There’s more work to be done—interesting, exciting work!

GEMINI (May 21-June 20): I watched as the Thai snake charmer kissed a poisonous cobra, taming the beast’s danger with her dancing hands. I beheld the paramedic dangle precariously from a helicopter to snag the woman and child stranded on a rooftop during a flood. And in my dream, I witnessed three of my Gemini friends singing a dragon to sleep, enabling them to ramble freely across the bridge the creature had previously forbidden them to traverse.

CANCER (June 21-July 22): The horoscopes you are reading have been syndicated in publications all over the world: the U.S., Italy, France, Japan, Canada, Mexico, Australia, the Netherlands, Russia, Cambodia, Singapore, Hong Kong, Venezuela, Ireland and Finland. Yet it has never appeared in a publication in the U.K., where there are over 52 million people whose first language is English—the same as mine. But I predict that will change in the coming months: I bet a British newspaper or website will finally print Free Will Astrology. I prophesy comparable expansions in your life, too, fellow Cancerian. What new audiences or influences or communities do you want to be part of? Make it happen!

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): Author Jean-Dominique Bauby wrote, “Today it seems to me that my whole life was nothing but a string of small near misses.” If you have endured anything resembling that frustration, Leo, I have good news: The coming months won’t bring you a string of small near misses. Indeed, the number of small near misses will be very few, maybe even zero. Instead, I predict you will gather an array of big, satisfying completions. Life will honor you with bull’s eyes, direct hits and master strokes. Here’s the best way you can respond to your good fortune and ensure the arrival of even more good fortune: Share your wealth!

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Virgo advice expert Cheryl Strayed wrote some rather pushy directions I will borrow and use for your horoscope. She and I say, “You will never have my permission to close yourself off to love and give up. Never. You must do everything you can to get what you want and need, to find ‘that type of love.’ It’s there for you.” I especially want you to hear and meditate on this guidance right now, Virgo. Why? Because I believe you are in urgent need of re-dedicating yourself to your heart’s desire. You have a sacred duty to intensify your imagination and deepen your willpower as you define what kind of love and tenderness and togetherness you want most.

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): Author Adam Alter writes, “Perfect success is boring and uninspiring, and abject failure is exhausting and demoralizing. Somewhere between these extremes is a sweet spot that maximizes long-term progress.” And what is the magic formula? Alter says it’s when you make mistakes an average of 16% of the time and are successful 84%. Mistakes can be good because they help you learn and grow. Judging from your current astrological omens, Libra, I’m guessing you’re in a phase when your mistake rate is higher than usual—about 30%. (Though you’re still 70% successful!) That means you are experiencing expanded opportunities to learn all you can from studying what doesn’t work well. (Adam Alter’s book is Anatomy of a Breakthrough: How to Get Unstuck When It Matters Most.)

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Sometimes you Scorpios are indeed secretive, as traditional astrologers assert. You understand that knowledge is power, and you build your potency by gathering information other people don’t have the savvy or resources to access. But it’s also true that you may appear to be secretive when in fact you have simply perceived and intuited more than everyone else wants to know. They might be overwhelmed by the deep, rich intelligence you have acquired—and would actually prefer to be ignorant of it. So you’re basically hiding stuff they want you to hide. Anyway, Scorpio, I suspect now is a time when you are loading up even more than usual with juicy gossip, inside scoops, tantalizing mysteries, taboo news and practical wisdom that few others would be capable of managing. Please use your superpowers with kindness and wisdom.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): Here’s a little-known fact about me: I am the priest, wizard, rabbi and pope of Parish #31025 in the Universal Life Church. One of my privileges in this role is to perform legal marriages. It has been a few years since I presided over anyone’s wedding, but I am coming out of semi-retirement to consecrate an unprecedented union. It’s between two aspects of yourself that have not been blended but should be blended. Do you know what I’m referring to? Before you read further, please identify these two aspects. Ready? I now pronounce you husband and wife, or husband and husband, or wife and wife, or spouse and spouse—or whatever you want to be pronounced.

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): “You don’t have to suffer to be a poet,” said poet John Ciardi. “Adolescence is enough suffering for anyone.” I will add that adolescence is enough suffering for everyone, even if they’re not a poet. For most of us, our teenage years brought us streams of angst, self-doubt, confusion and fear—sufficient to last a lifetime. That’s the bad news, Capricorn. The good news is that the coming months will be one of the best times ever for you to heal the wounds left over from your adolescence. You may not be able to get a total cure, but 65% is very possible and 75% isn’t out of the question. Get started!

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): A psychic once predicted I would win a Grammy Award for my music. She said my dad and mom would be in the audience, smiling proudly. Well, my dad died four years ago, and I haven’t produced a new album of songs for over 10 years. So that Grammy prophecy is looking less and less likely. I should probably give up hope that it will come to pass. What about you, Aquarius? Is there any dream or fantasy you should consider abandoning? The coming weeks would be a good time to do so. It could open your mind and heart to a bright future possibility now hovering on the horizon.

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): I invite you to entertain the following theory: Certain environments, companions and influences enhance your intelligence, health and ability to love—while others either do the opposite or have a neutral effect. If that’s true, it makes good sense for you to put yourself in the presence of environments, companions and influences that enhance you. The coming weeks will be an excellent time to test this theory. I hope you will do extensive research and then initiate changes that implement your findings.

Homework: What’s one way you wish you were different from who you are? Newsletter.FreeWillAstrology.com

Film Review: ‘Drive-Away Dolls’ Goes Nowhere

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A few questions pop up about Ethan Coen’s Drive-Away Dolls.

The film has writing problems. As cobbled together by veteran producer-director-writer Coen (Fargo, The Big Lebowski, True Grit, etc.) and his wife and frequent collaborator Tricia Cooke, it’s a slender comic adventure about a pair of mismatched lesbian buddies—portrayed by Margaret Qualley and Geraldine Viswanathan—taking a road trip to Tallahassee, Florida, in a one-way rental car, without doing much research beforehand. 

As luck would have it, the dim bulb manager of the auto rental office mistakenly sends Jamie (Qualley) and Marian (Viswanathan) on their way in a Dodge Aries that has already been “reserved” by a bunch of crooks who have previously hidden some sort of swag in the car’s trunk. Stuff the crooks would kill to retrieve. The oblivious Jamie and Marian don’t discover the secret stash until it’s too late.

And so we have the spectacle of the two unsuspecting “dolls,” lazily drifting southward and dropping in on women’s bars and slumber parties en route, while being pursued by an equally disorganized couple of hit men, Arliss (Joey Slotnick) and Flint (C.J. Wilson). Not exactly the freshest comedic premise in the world, but something that could conceivably be rescued by witty dialogue, strong gags, and/or irresistible performances—i.e., the things that Drive-Away Dolls does not have. 

Qualley’s Jamie is the free spirit of the piece, a loosey-goosey party girl eager to hustle female sports team athletes and excited to be going to Tallahassee for fun (Tallahassee?). Her cornpone accent might have been borrowed from The Ballad of Buster Scruggs—on her it doesn’t quite compute. 

Qualley’s roles in Seberg, Poor Things and Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood didn’t demonstrate much comic flair, but that doesn’t inhibit director Coen and the actor from pushing Jamie’s hyper-energetic burlesque-sapphic button early and often. The character quickly becomes irritating.

As for Viswanathan’s wallflower-at-the-orgy Marian, the role never quite achieves the humorous relief we imagine it was trying for. That’s unfortunate. A slut and a nerd ping-ponging their way down Southern highways might have been a workable vehicle for farce, however uninspired, but neither Qualley nor Viswanathan is particularly funny. Poor casting? Faulty screenplay? Take your pick.

Drive-Away Dolls attempts to make up for these uninspired central characters by piling on the frantic visual distractions—sight gags, trippy psychedelic inserts, a horny Chihuahua, a deadpan juke joint customer, grisly props, etc. Too many fillers. Together, they waste enough time to push the film’s running time to the 84-minute mark, but do nothing to lift the general mood of torpor. The clipped dialogue readings that sounded so archly appropriate in Inside Llewyn Davis or Barton Fink instead here suggest that this half of the much-heralded Coen Brothers team is suddenly out of ideas. Tedium sets in. 

As in a few previous Coen films, a smattering of guest cameos helps take some of the load off the main event. In this case they’re fighting a losing battle, but it’s still arguably fun to see Colman Domingo—in the wake of his robust portrayals in Rustin and The Color Purple—joining the helter-skelter crime high jinks built around dildos and a severed head in a box. 

Meanwhile, character-acting stalwart Bill Camp mugs vigorously as Curlie, the auto rental guy whose gaffe sets the plot rolling. Also caught up in the chase are actors Beanie Feldstein (as a girlfriend) and the ubiquitous Matt Damon, appearing here as a guilty-faced U.S. Senator named Gary Channel, trying to cover up his naughty past. 

Latest bulletins concerning the Coen Brothers’ recent professional “split” indicate that filmmakers Ethan and Joel, after taking some time off from their 40-year collaboration, are planning to reunite for an unnamed horror movie project. After sitting through Drive-Away Dolls (previous working title: Honey Don’t), Coen fans can only hope for the best. Until then, drive away quickly from this ungainly place-holder. 

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In theaters

West Coast Premiere of ‘Bees & Honey’

Bachata is a bittersweet genre of music. Inextricably linked with its Dominican homeland, the art form arose as a way for the most vulnerable in Dominican society to express themselves during an oppressive regime.

It’s fitting that a Bachata song was the inspiration for playwright Guadalís Del Carmen’s Bees & Honey, a love story with the bittersweet soul of a Bachata. Marin Theatre Company is hosting the Karina Gutiérrez-directed show’s West Coast premiere in Mill Valley through March 10.

Manuel (Jorge Lendeborg Jr.) and Johaira (Katherine George) meet at a Bachata club the night after Johaira gets accepted into law school. Within a few years, they are married. Manuel owns a successful mechanics shop and is building a second location. Johaira is an attorney with the D.A.’s office, who has just been handed a high-profile sexual assault case.

The plot is predictable from there. With the challenges that come with different career paths, family obligations and a personal tragedy, will they or won’t they be able to weather the storms of married life and stay together?

Despite the trite script, the actors do shine. Lendeborg’s boyish enthusiasm radiates from the stage. It’s hard not to side with him in arguments, even when we are clearly meant not to do so. His charisma and vulnerability allow the show’s unsurprising ending to retain its heartbreak.

George’s high-stakes type-A attorney is grounded and truthful in her professional persona and in the rare moments when Del Carmen allows the character to let down her hair. She also beautifully keeps the unexpected choreography that runs through the play intentional and powerful.

The realistic set by Carlos Antonio Aceves and its beautifully unexpected use of a scrim is stationary. It made for slow scene transitions that kept robbing the show of much-needed momentum and made a terse show even more baffling.

It’s hard to guess what could have been going on off-stage during transitions that ran so long as to leave the audience wondering if the show was in intermission (there isn’t one). It might have been costume changes. But costumer Alice Ruiz has done a commendable job of keeping the costumes uncomplicated without sacrificing storytelling.

Hopefully, those transitions tighten during the show’s run. If something as silly as scene changes derails what these two talented actors and their director have accomplished by turning a thin script into a full-blown love song, it would be a tragedy.

‘Bees & Honey’ runs Weds-Sun through March 10 at Marin Theatre Company, 397 Miller Ave., Mill Valley. Weds-Sat, 7:30pm; Sat & Sun, 2pm. $12-$66. 415.388.5208. marintheatre.org.

Bay Way: ‘Davey Jones’ Deli in Sausalito

When I think of Otis Redding sittin’ on the dock of the bay, I pretty much imagine David “Davey Jones” Johnson sitting right next to him. The following is my interview with Johnson.

What do you do? I started Davey Jones Deli (inside the Bait Shop in Sausalito). I cater a lot, weather permitting: paella, BBQ, soup for harvest parties… I play in an acoustic jazz band, The Hot Clams, with a nod to Django and standard American jazz. I maintain a couple of small wooden sailing dinghies.

Where do you live?

On a houseboat. Where else?

How long have you lived in Marin?

I rented my boat a year before I ever visited back in ’09; I just knew this would be my place.

Where can we find you when you’re not at work?

Between the back door of the deli, the front door of my house or out on the bay.

If you had to convince someone how awesome Marin is, where would you take them?

It’s the access to nature that makes Marin so spectacular.

What’s one thing Marin is missing?

Diversity. That said, I reckon my shop is the most diverse place in southern Marin.

What’s one bit of advice you’d share with your fellow Marinites?

Don’t leave your house until you’ve had food and water. Your blood sugar and hydration affect the way you treat people more than you know.

If you could invite anyone to a special dinner, who would they be?

I’d like to meet the ancient cooks: The first caveman to put blueberries in a black bear stew. The people that discovered lutefisk (and why!). The Egyptians who developed leavened bread and beers. Who ran the huge fireplaces inside Mont St.-Michel. The people that worked the Sultans soup guild…

What is some advice you wish you knew 20 years ago?

None, or I wouldn’t have the stories I do. Well, maybe to learn to save some money.

What is something that in 20 years from now will seem cringeworthy?

That I spend every penny I get on travel? Nah!

Big question. What is one thing you’d do to change the world?

Make sure everybody has healthy food to eat.

If he’s not working, Johnson is out traveling the world with his wife, the artist Kristine Barrett.

Nish Nadaraja was on the founding team at Yelp, serves on the San Anselmo Arts Commission and attempts to play pickleball at Fairfax’s Cañon Club.

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