Mario Perez is a joker. Each of his abstract, atmospheric, pastel paintings in DiverseWorks's subspace gallery is paired with a found object that either appreciates or criticizes it. A golden trophy appears to hold one painting up, while a kitschy fox seems to turn away from another. The exhibit interacts with itself so much that it hardly requires a human audience, but we recommend you go, anyway. Also check out the Cecilia Vicuna show, "cloud-net," in the Main Gallery. The Chilean-born artist mixes media and cultures in her weaved installations to challenge Western ideas about art. Both exhibits are on view Wednesday through Saturday from noon to 6 p.m. through April 24. DiverseWorks, 1117 East Freeway, (713)223-8346. Free.
Just in time for the next Houston International Festival, focusing on South Africa, the Museum of Fine Arts hosts an African Film Series. The six films may be by African filmmakers, but they tell universal stories about friends torn apart by ambition, about the tensions between the modern and the traditional, about unemployment and family commitments, and even about the scramble for a winning lottery ticket. The festival opens this weekend with Zairean filmmaker Mweze Ngangura presenting his new film, ID (Pieces d'identites), the story of a Congolese king who travels to the Zairean quarter of Brussels in search of his daughter. The king's royalty means little in Belgium. In fact, his pieces d'identites, an elaborate headdress and necklace, garner nothing more than a customs fine and a shady antiques dealer. ID plays tonight and Saturday, April 10, at 7:30 p.m. The African Film Festival continues through April 18. Brown Auditorium, Museum of Fine Arts, 1001 Bissonnet, (713)639-7531. $5.
The punky sideshow freaks of Circus Redickuless have no talent, but they have no shame, either. The "rag-tag team of users, losers and abusers" travels the country harassing very small audiences with scatological name-calling, stupid stunts (such as pulling balloons through their noses) and Dammit, the Amazing Wonderdog, who bites. Don't worry if you missed ringleader Chicken John and his motley crew at their last undersold gig at TemplO; Phillip Glau has made a New York Underground Film Festival-winning documentary. It's the perfect way to see the pathetic Redickuless: all the absurdity, but no chance of being called up on stage to receive the snot-covered balloons. Circus Redickuless will be screened at 9 p.m. at Aurora Picture Show, 800 Aurora, (713)868-2101. $5 donation.
What a relief. Enron's letting Planned Parenthood come to its Earth Day party after all (see Insider, March 18). Now, PP's young, hip, urban, birth-control-pill-popping clients don't have to choose between their politics and their Barenaked Ladies. Buffalo Bayou Park, west of downtown between Allen Parkway and Memorial Drive, will be open from 11 a.m. to 7 p.m. Bands play approximately hourly; exhibits are open all day. Skydive USA jumps at 2:40 p.m. Call KRBE at (713)954-2361 or (713)266-1000 for more information. $8; free for kids under 12.
Vigilante satirist Michael Moore (TV Nation, Roger & Me, Downsize This) is back on TV in a new weekly half-hour series on Bravo called The Awful Truth. In the two-part first episode, Moore takes a jury of Puritans to Ken Starr's house to demonstrate a more affordable witch-hunt and invites an HMO CEO to the funeral of a guy who needs a pancreas transplant that's not covered by his policy. The fun doesn't stop there: Future episodes will include a common-sense quiz show that pits the working class against the wealthy; a choir of voice-box carolers who've lost their larynxes due to smoking; an air-drop of television sets on the new ultrareligious, anti-TV government in Afghanistan (complete with an impassioned plea from Sally Struthers); and an attempt to find the First Lady a date for January 2001 (when she's "free"). The Awful Truth premieres tonight at 8 p.m. (9 p.m. eastern) on Bravo.
"Am I a homosexual? I don't know how that rumor got started. As I told David Frost on national TV, 'I cover the waterfront.' " So, according to celebrity biographer and film buff Charlotte Chandler, says Tennessee Williams. Chandler's play Confessions of a Nightingale (co-authored by actor Ray Stricklyn) is supposedly based on actual conversations she had with the great playwright in his Key West home. Tennessee tells tales on everyone from Gertrude Stein and Houstonian Edward Albee to Joan Crawford, Greta Garbo and himself. R.J. Soule plays the lead. Confessions of a Nightingale opens tonight at 7:30 p.m. at The Little Room Downstairs Theater, 2326 Bissonnet. Performances continue Fridays and Saturdays at 8 p.m. and Mondays at 7:30 p.m. through April 24. Call (713)523-0791 for tickets, $15.