San Diego outdoors: Aida, animal tracks, rugby, SUP with dogs, 1800s Old Town, waterski and wakeboard
Indoors: WWI San Diego, complete history of theater, Christopher Plummer, pickles, Van Gogh-Gaughin, Martina McBride
11:50 a.m., June 28
Grand Guignol go bragh! Martin McDonagh's Olivier Award-winning, giddy Irish gore-fest should have a Surgeon General's warning: his brutal louts hack so many lives and limbs they make barbarians look refined. They splatter, then drench, Ion Theatre's stage with blood. Deemed too mad for the I.R.A., Padraig (terrific Kyle Sorrell) may be the play's most humane terrorist (after all, when he tortures a drug-dealer, he shears toenails from only one foot, so his victim can at least limp). But when he hears his cat — Wee Thomas, notorious cavorter — has died, Padraig loses what's left of his mind. In this he is not alone. Director Claudio Raygoza and a game cast frolic with material that, when all's said and done, is no more violent than your average action movie, but nowhere near as funny.