He could be the Barry Goldwater of the left — or its Ronald Reagan.
Lena Dunham is mostly done making herself the subject of the story.
Allison P. Davis
The Facebook empire is at war — with its own citizens.
New York City survived without Amazon, and now it’ll survive with it
Rapper Meek Mill, unincarcerated but far from unencumbered.
Twenty-five things to see, hear, watch, and read.
Readers sound off on Larry Nassar, this country’s polarization, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
For the cover, Saltz is depicted as three artists.
The trans actress Indya Moore is taking stardom in stride
Including terrazzo coasters, tea-bag eye masks, and CBD gumdrops.
Including A Star Is Born karaoke, a single-origin turmeric, and an Hermès cereal bowl.
Including a water-rowing machine, a Dyson curling iron, and Biggie’s Versace sunglasses.
Bringing To Kill a Mockingbird to Broadway nearly killed me.
There’s a little something for everyone in a Brockhampton song.
The Ferryman’s web-footed walk-ons.
If Beale Street Could Talk is romance on top, despair beneath the surface.
My Brilliant Friend is an intimate adaptation of a beloved novel.
The Prom, where theater geeks belt away without shame.
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