Winter Culture Previews
Lorde, Clipse, Sudan Archives There’s a little something for everyone sprinkled across this winter’s slate of shows in contemporary music. Those looking for ambience should catch the…
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Lorde, Clipse, Sudan Archives There’s a little something for everyone sprinkled across this winter’s slate of shows in contemporary music. Those looking for ambience should catch the…
A bloody Bible, propped at an unlikely angle. A manor, locked from the inside. And a silencer, hidden under the stairs, and daubed with blood. Heidi digs into the evidence and uncovers…
A bloody Bible, propped at an unlikely angle. A manor, locked from the inside. And a silencer, hidden under the stairs, and daubed with blood. Heidi digs into the evidence and uncovers…
One day, Heidi gets a call from Wakefield Prison, where Jeremy Bamber remains locked up, forty years after the murders. He’s one of the nation’s most reviled villains. But he insists he’s…
A puzzling clue leads Heidi to a new witness. His story about a phone call made from inside Whitehouse Farm on the morning of the crime threatens the entire case against Jeremy Bamber. New…
Jeremy Bamber has a new opportunity to clear his name. But will the British justice system acknowledge that it might have gotten this famous case wrong? New Yorker subscribers get access…
“Elizabeth Gilbert has a new memoir out.” The mere sentence radiates gentle inspiration—watercolors, billowy pants with elephants printed on them, sparkly truthtelling in a big straw hat.…
When I was growing up, a critic was a jerk, a crank, a spoilsport. I figured that was the whole idea. My favorite characters on “The Muppet Show” were Statler and Waldorf, the two geezers…
Few have captured infatuation like Schubert, three of whose lovelorn song cycles—“Die Schöne Müllerin,” “Winterreise,” and “Schwanengesang”—are performed in a single day, by the Brooklyn…
I’m a sucker for guided tours. I love a CliffsNotes condensation of a place. All of Rome in ninety minutes gave me a Visigothic sense of accomplishment, untarnished even when my tour bus’s…
In the beginning God created the Heaven and the Earth. Before doing so, however, he sat around with the boys in the bar and thrashed out what exactly he meant to create. The same is true,…
All this may seem to imply some deeper judgment about the city—that I think it’s wanton and unregulated, a “Where’s Waldo?” of Boschian perversion. But I will always defend New York from…
Worse, I’m not sure I want to. If I’m away and something big happens, I usually ask a friend if he can stop by a newsstand so I don’t miss the hard copy of a good front-page headline. If…
McNally seemed to enjoy occupying a place in New York’s cultural landscape; he describes McInerney asking for permission to use the restaurant’s image and giving him a manuscript to read.…