Arts and Entertainment

Three portraits

9 Months Into Touch-Free Living, What Shall We Birth? 9 Months Into Touch-Free Living, What Shall We Birth?

“Thanks Forgiving,” a poem.

Dec 2, 2020 / Verandah Porche

John Wilson’s Magically Poignant Urban Histories

John Wilson’s Magically Poignant Urban Histories John Wilson’s Magically Poignant Urban Histories

His documentary series for HBO is a head-spinning interrogation of the chaos of New York City life.

Dec 1, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Vikram Murthi

Rhyme

Rhyme Rhyme

Body, teach my mind to age. Rage has taught me nothing. Pain has taught me only to rage at pain. Blame has taught me nothing. But I still blame. Here lies one taken in their prime.

Dec 1, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Mario Chard

Pronoun Study

Pronoun Study Pronoun Study

They paid them to cut their olive trees down. You paid them to cut their olive trees down. We paid them to cut their olive trees down. They paid you to cut your olive trees down. W…

Dec 1, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Ari Banias

Don’t Cancel Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer!

Don’t Cancel Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer! Don’t Cancel Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer!

Far from promoting homophobia, the classic holiday special celebrates the fellowship of outsiders.

Nov 27, 2020 / Jeet Heer

76 Days

Desperation and Hope Amid the Wuhan Outbreak Desperation and Hope Amid the Wuhan Outbreak

A director of 76 Days, a documentary on the harrowing first days of the Covid-19 crisis, finds compassion amid the suffering.

Nov 27, 2020 / Q&A / Nation contributor

The Horrors of Charlie Kaufman

The Horrors of Charlie Kaufman The Horrors of Charlie Kaufman

His latest existential love story, I’m Thinking of Ending Things, reveals the limits of his work.

Nov 18, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Erin Schwartz

everybody dies

everybody dies everybody dies

Almost every man I know talks too goddamn much. All my favorite poets are women & gods. What I really miss is the pavement at midnight, my elongated shadow. There are mornings…

Nov 17, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Justin Rovillos Monson

In the Event of My Death

In the Event of My Death In the Event of My Death

What used to be a rope descending my vertebrae to the basement of my spine grows thin. In solidarity with my chemotherapy, our cat leaves her whiskers on the hardwood floor, and I…

Nov 17, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Katie Farris

Where’s Plan B?

Where’s Plan B? Where’s Plan B?

Keeping your head. Scenes from our series “The Greater Quiet” for the week of November 9.

Nov 13, 2020 / Steve Brodner

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