California-born writer Dennis Cooper has a rebel pedigree like few others: moving to England in 1976 to be at the heart of the emerging punk scene; returning to Venice Beach three years later to spearhead the alternative-poetry movement; then bouncing back and forth between New York and Europe for the next couple of decades (he currently lives in France). Hes like the antiArmistead Maupin, fascinated by the dark and violent aspects of gay life and culture, where sex is less liberation than an uneasy thralldom. This is definitely the territory of his creepy 1994 novel Jerk, based on the story of real-life serial killer Dean Corll, who murdered more than 20 teenagers in and around Houston in the late 60s and early 70s. Even creepier, Corll was assisted by two young men who recruited his victims for cash and were intimately involved in the killings. And creepiest of all, Corll ran a candy store and was known for offering free candy to the children in the neighborhood. Coopers own dramatization embraces this supremely icky materialin a very bad touch sort of wayby having David Brooks, one of Corlls assistants, act out the story from his jail cell using puppets. Gisèle Vienne directs. On the Boards, 100 W. Roy St., 217-9888, www.ontheboards.org. $24. 8 p.m. Wed., Nov. 5-Sun., Nov. 9. JOHN LONGENBAUGH
Nov. 5-9, 8 p.m., 2008