The scariest unknown for women with cancer, after the disease itself, can be their husbands—a staggering number of whom abandon their wives in the wake of a diagnosis. From the outside, then, Molly (Michelle Williams), the forty-year-old protagonist...
The Frick Collection, on East Seventieth Street, is, by so many miles, the finest small city museum—less self-consciously eccentric than London’s Sir John Soane museum, broader in scope and more distinguished than Paris’s Jacquemart-André—that its return after a...
Online, personal accounts of loss gave way to stories about helping those in distress. Friendly, who’d been feeling helpless as he watched the apocalyptic news, observed this shift in his feed. “I was seeing all these donation sites...
From the start, Dance Theatre of Harlem’s history has been a cycle of struggle and triumph. The dancer Arthur Mitchell founded it in 1969, in response to the assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr. The company thrived, until...
Swedish, the native language of the novelist Fredrik Backman, is spoken by only about ten million people, so the writer feels fortunate that all his books—including the best-sellers “A Man Called Ove,” “Anxious People,” and the “Beartown” trilogy—have...
If asked to come up with a quintessentially “human” work of art, one could do worse than to name a film by Studio Ghibli. The Japanese animation studio, founded by the legendary eighty-four-year-old director Hayao Miyazaki, is known...
My in-laws own a little two-bedroom beach bungalow. It’s part of a condo development that hasn’t changed much in fifty years. The units are connected by brick paths that wind through palm trees and tiki shelters to a...
“Precious Rubbish,” a début graphic novel by Kayla E., a book designer turned cartoonist, delivers an unflinching look at the author’s coming-of-age in a rural fundamentalist community in Texas. “Li’l Kayla,” who divides her time between her estranged...
Not everything at Crevette is effortless perfection. The Dover sole, a pricey fish that seems to be experiencing a renaissance in New York’s more high-end dining rooms, arrives traditionally dressed in capers and béarnaise, the body de-finned and...
There’s something that has always struck me as undeniably teen-age about loving the Doors, and particularly its lead singer, Jim Morrison. The rock group, which was active for only eight years, from 1965 until two years after Morrison’s...
