Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Lately on X, the platform formerly known as Twitter, my timeline is filled with vapid posts orbiting the same few topics like water whirlpooling down a drain. Last week, for instance,…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Rachel SymeStaff writer You’re reading the Goings On newsletter, a guide to what we’re watching, listening to, and doing this week. Sign up to receive it in your in-box. On a…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story New Yorkers are, by necessity, used to having their plans upended at the last minute. Anyone who regularly rides the bus or subway knows to be on the lookout for announcements…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this storyYou’re reading the Food Scene newsletter, Helen Rosner’s guide to what, where, and how to eat. Sign up to receive it in your in-box. You can eat any old sandwich for breakfast,…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story When “Star Trek: The Next Generation” premièred, in 1987, a newspaper referred to its leading man as an “unknown British Shakespearean actor.” Patrick Stewart was already forty-seven and had spent fourteen…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Leonard Bernstein had a big nose. It wasn’t distractingly big—not Cyrano-big, not Mr. Burns-big, not an Alpine astonishment like Mount Durante. It was, rather, a fine, substantial nose, the kind that confers dignity, especially…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story In Oslo, in September, I attended the preview of Jon Fosse’s play “I Svarte Skogen Inne” (“Inside the Black Forest”). The theatre was small and dark, without a stage, and the…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story When a filmmaker is as prolific as Hong Sangsoo, paying his work the attention it deserves can seem almost unfair to everyone else. Not for the first time, the New York…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Without fanfare, parades, or glory, the bookkeeping for America’s wars takes place in Indianapolis. The military’s bean counters are housed in the Bean Federal Center, which is named for Major General…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story The 1995 film “Catwalk” is a vérité-style documentary about the fashion world during its carefree, hedonistic glory days of the nineties. It explores this world primarily by following Christy Turlington, one…