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“Death Wish” was the dark New York story of its era—an anti-“Annie Hall” for the armed and aggrieved. An architect sees his wife killed…
Many will remember Daniil Simkin for his technically brilliant dancing at American Ballet Theatre. He is now a freelancer and a producer;…
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The man from Kabul had warned about the number of men assigned to each room. “I won’t lie to you,” he had said. “You’ll be uncomfortable.…
Few harbingers are more promising than the Swedish singer and producer Robyn. A sonic palate cleanser, she always seems to appear when we…
In a small show at MOMA, Frankenthaler seems to make paint its own living force, untouched by an artist. Source link
Virginia Woolf had portrayed a similar tension between unity and fragmentation a decade earlier, with Mrs. Dalloway gazing at herself in…
Is reading dying? This year, as screens and social-media apps continued to fragment our attention, it felt like we finally began to grasp…
After feeding Han’s writing into GPT-4o, Chakrabarty fine-tuned fresh versions of the model on the work of twenty-nine other authors,…
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The comedian tries her hand at captioning New Yorker cartoons. Source link
The choreographer Marla Phelan is interested in the birth of stars—not Barbra Streisand or Lady Gaga but the cosmic kind. Working with the…
I had to wait for the next generation—my older sister—to break through that uncertainty and introduce me to the political, social, and…
As Sacks aged, he felt as if he were gazing at people from the outside. But he also noticed a new kind of affection for humans—“homo sap.”…
I had to wait for the next generation—my older sister—to break through that uncertainty and introduce me to the political, social, and…
“He just bit me!” I said. The woman stood upright and pushed her hair away from her face. She was pretty except for her mouth, which was…
Much like her childhood identification with communism, her writing began as something of a joke. She was utterly devoted to the Party’s…
There is a street in Naples, Via San Gregorio Armeno, where you can find shop after shop presided over by artisans whose specialty is…
Also: the kamancheh playing of Kayhan Kalhor, Ethan Lipton’s surrealist “The Seat of Our Pants,” our writers’ holiday traditions, and…