Why You Should Be Watching the Film ‘Z’ Right Now Why You Should Be Watching the Film ‘Z’ Right Now
Costa Gavras’s classic antifascist thriller reminds us that the moment of reckoning constitutes not the end of the story, but the beginning.
Nov 3, 2020 / Margaret Spillane
Before All of This Before All of This
And as usual, early summer seems already to hold, inside it, the split fruit of late fall, those afternoons we’ll soon enough lie down in, their diminished colors, the part no one…
Nov 3, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Carl Phillips
74,000 Acres of Forest Burning 74,000 Acres of Forest Burning
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Nov 3, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Ellen Bass
Letters From the November 16/23, 2020, Issue Letters From the November 16/23, 2020, Issue
L'union fait la force… A familiar playbook… The fine print… Please don’t go!
Nov 3, 2020 / Letters / Our Readers
Hari Kunzru’s Internet Thriller Hari Kunzru’s Internet Thriller
Hari Kunzru’s ambitious new novel Red Pill plumbs the depth of right-wing and liberal ideas as it tracks one man’s descent into a web-induced mania.
Nov 2, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Kevin Lozano
Michael Apted’s Flawed but Brilliant Epic of British Social Life Michael Apted’s Flawed but Brilliant Epic of British Social Life
The Up series was meant to investigate inequities of British class. It also ended up telling a different story as well.
Nov 2, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Susan Pedersen
The Great Pumpkin The Great Pumpkin
Scary orange thing.
Oct 31, 2020 / OppArt / Sylvia Hernández, Felix Sockwell, and Edel Rodriguez
Why I Hope Trump Does Not Watch ‘The Trial of the Chicago 7’ Why I Hope Trump Does Not Watch ‘The Trial of the Chicago 7’
We don’t need the president to get any more ideas in his addled mind about how to punish American cities and activists.
Oct 30, 2020 / Jon Wiener
Making Room for the Real Making Room for the Real
A dispatch from this year’s mostly virtual New York Film Festival.
Oct 30, 2020 / Stuart Klawans
Catasterism Catasterism
Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising through the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.–—Lord Tennyson Winter is my nightlong field. Cruel, y…
Oct 30, 2020 / Poems / Threa Almontaser