Prosecution by podcast.
Optimized fun at the Museum of Ice Cream.
Silicon Valley is aca-crazy.
Why does new criticism of Senator Warren sound so familiar?
The summer Justin Bieber made suburban New Jersey lose its mind.
Fifty-one minutes with Colin Farrell and Yorgos Lanthimos, whose new film is the “feel-bad movie of the year.”
Remembering when Christie Hefner took over Playboy.
As chosen by working screenwriters.
If directors are always heroes and writers are always hacks, how is it possible to figure out if a script is good?
The dos and don’ts of writing a blockbuster for China.
Or the only thing that still works?
What Hollywood screenwriters are learning from Peak TV.
Liz Hannah hoped her script about the Pentagon Papers might land her an agent. It wound up sparking on Oscar campaign.
Sequels aren’t just swallowing Hollywood. They’re killing the art of the screenplay.
The people behind the biggest superheroes wanted to build a universe. First, they had to relearn how to tell a simple story.
Twenty-five things to see, hear, watch, and read.
Sartorial memoirs of the city. Excerpt adapted from Worn in New York, by Emily Spivack
Readers sound off on a possible IVF baby-boom, HGTV, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies. Mouse over or tap the image for related links.
Match strikers; express manicures
The Berlin gallery assistant who’s glad he’s not from Westchester.
Two Estonian brothers created a prefab mirrored house that can be plopped practically anywhere.
This 24-room apartment building turned single-family home looks like a painting.
An all-black-and-white paint job transformed this 1950s bungalow.
A Japanese architecture firm’s vision for a vacation home in Spain.
Open-flame gaucho cooking meets Brooklyn locavorism.
How a Bangkok KFC inspired one of the most interesting dishes at Uncle Boons Sister.
John Fraser is opening a gimmick-free brasserie in the West Village.
After a six-year stall, Dewey Dufresne unleashes his BYGGYBEEF sandwich, plus a turducken of sorts on marble rye.
After decades of food-snob derision, pasta alla vodka is finally getting some respect.