GALILEO, by Bertolt Brecht. When Brecht testified before the House Un-American Activities Committee, they asked him if he had ever been a communist. "No, no, no, never, no," he replied. Eppur si mueve. Opens tonight, 7:30 at the Loeb.

GOD COME DOWN. A Folk Rock Story of the Life of Jesus of Nazareth. He was honester than Brecht: he just refrained from answering. Tomorrow night only, 8 p.m. in Payne Hall.

THE GONDOLIERS. No one ever asked Sir William Schwenck Gilbert whether he was a communist. Sullivan's music is terrific, however, and the production is excellent. 8:30 at the Agassiz.

THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST by Oscar Wilde. "Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure: what else should bring one anywhere?" Which might not go over well in Phil 10 (maybe it would), but which made for a very funny play. 7:30 at the Loeb Ex.

IT'S A BIRD, IT'S A PLANE, IT'S SUPERMAN. Faster than a speeding musical, he fights a never-ending battle for truth, justice, and the Vietnamese war. Tomorrow and Saturday at Quincy House.

JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR. Yes, again. God is ubiquitous. And not only that, he's got a company of 50, plus full orchestra and choir. 7 and 9:30 at the Shubert in Boston. Closes Sunday.

THE JEWISH WIFE/I CAME INTO THE WORLD, by Brecht (maybe he's ubiquitous too) and Handke, respectively. Some friends of mine from SUNY saw it last week and claimed it's terrific. But they sounded bored. Tomorrow and Saturday only, 8:30 at 1151 Mass Ave.

THE PHILANDERER. I guess you could call Shaw a communist, and he was pretty discontented with Jesus's refusal to defend himself. The Philanderer takes place in an Ibsen club, and it's hard on half-assed radicals. Like me. Tonight through Saturday, 8 in the Lowell House JCR.

WHO'S GOT HIS OWN, by Ron Milner. "An intense and truthful picture of a Black family whose past, present and future is brought into trial by fire." By Black CAST of the H-R Afro-American Cultural Center, Saturday and Sunday only, 8 in the Dunster House Dining Room.