A collection of 37 posts
Tarantino is quintessentially American. He lets us linger and watch Tate in all her Technicolor radiance. He lets us love her. What’s more, he lets her watch and love herself.
If you haven’t seen Endgame yet—or if you take comfort in the delusion that Marvel is “woke”—stop reading now.
The real-life Tolkien, who loathed trite allegory, would have cringed.
The Republican running the session effortlessly fools the group into accepting facts that the audience (of smart liberals, of course) know to be lies.
Identity has become the locus of cultural value and representation the means of its transmission.
With the release of their extraordinary documentary film The Rescue, Alvaro and his younger brother Boris haven’t just faced up to their clan’s history. They have turned it into high art.
Artists should be nervous when advocacy groups gain influence over the creative process: Their focus is never art. It’s always their own narrow agenda.