Once upon a time, in a dirty and slightly sticky corner of the motion picture industry, there were films produced purely for the sake of feeding audiences’ seemingly endless appetite for gaudy sex and near pornographic violence, often slathered with buckets of unnaturally red viscera and always with a splashy title and equally eye-catching poster. The rise of independent cinema in the 1970s made for an explosion of these low-budget features, and audiences hungry for…

DCist apologizes for this month’s theater preview being a bit behind schedule (its resident critic keeps ending up travelling out of state), but there’s no reason to fret, as there’s plenty of interesting options playing at area venues during November. Bunnies: Not just cute like everybody supposes? Or man’s real best friend? The lead character of Vpstart Crow’s production of Harvey would say they fall into the “friend” camp, but everybody just thinks he’s…