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Amy Bloom’s Favorite Family Novels

Amy Bloom’s latest novel, “I’ll Be Right Here,” tells the story of a single family across more than eight decades. The span of the book renders it, almost by definition, a portrait of how…

Are You Experiencing Posting Ennui?

The breakfast photo is the ur-text of the narcissistic internet, a bit of content that no one else is necessarily interested in but which the poster feels the need, or even the…

Lorde Strips Down to Start Over

Lorde is contemporary pop’s greatest demystifier, and also its greatest mystic. This contradiction has animated her music from the beginning. “We aren’t caught up in your love affair,” she…

Finding a Family of Boys

In 1981, I was a student of art history at Columbia University. I was twenty-one and worked to support myself at a variety of jobs. Columbia was an all-boys school then. Old oak desks and…

Elmore Leonard’s Perfect Pitch

Out of interest, could this be the best beginning to the sixth chapter of any book, by anyone, ever? The girl with the stringy blond hair over her shoulders and the trading beads and the…

What The New Yorker Was Reading in 1925

Several months before the first issue of The New Yorker appeared, Harold Ross’s fund-raising prospectus promised, along with much else, that “Judgment will be passed upon new books of…

How Eva Victor Reimagined the Trauma Plot

At one point in “Sorry, Baby,” a new film written, directed, and starring the actor and comedian Eva Victor, the main character, an English professor named Agnes, has an anxiety attack…

An Enduring Archive of Queer Writers’ Portraits

Giard grew up in a working-class family in Hartford, Connecticut. When he entered public high school, he was shunted onto the remedial track, because, as he wrote, “it was simply assumed…

“Prince Faggot” Sends Up Kink and Country

On a blue-lit stage, a naked man—blindfolded, trussed, and gagged—hangs like a deer from a pole. Pale and gleaming, he looks like a painting of St. Sebastian, rapturous in martyrdom, or…

A.I. Is Homogenizing Our Thoughts

In an experiment last year at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, more than fifty students from universities around Boston were split into three groups and asked to write SAT-style…

Glory and Gore in “Afternoons of Solitude”

You don’t have to like bullfighting to watch “Afternoons of Solitude” with fascination, any more than you have to like crime to enjoy a film noir. Full disclosure: I squeamishly watch…

Ben Shahn, the Lefty Artist Who Was Left Behind

From the late nineteen-forties through the mid-fifties, Ben Shahn was one of the most in-demand artists in America. Whether you were mailing a package at a post office, flipping through a…

Are Young People Having Enough Sex?

The virgin allegations emerged about a decade ago. Young people “are so sexually inactive that it practically boggles the mind,” a writer for Bustle proclaimed, in 2016, invoking a then…

Christoph Niemann’s “The Bridge”

“The real beauty of the Brooklyn Bridge can only be experienced in motion,” the artist Christoph Niemann said, about his cover for the June 30, 2025, issue. Niemann’s celebration of the…

Your Hip Surgery, My Headache, by David Sedaris

It was nice to get away, if only for a few hours. To have someone bring me bowls of nuts and glasses of water. At the table, I mentioned the lady who’d growled at me at CVS. Then Mike told…

The Rise of the Anti-Cinderella Story

A pair of recent films, Celine Song’s “Materialists” and Sean Baker’s “Anora,” turn the fairy tale on its head, with mixed results. Source link

The Astonishing Images of Diane Arbus

The grim spectacle of bullfighting is displayed with an unflinching, intimate glory in Albert Serra’s documentary “Afternoons of Solitude,” which follows the torero Andrés Roca Rey through…

Absolutely No King

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