Five longreads about the iconoclastic American writer, director, and activist.
In “Coventry,” Rachel Cusk draws a connection between politeness and narrative death, rudeness and tragedy, storytelling and war.
“I thought for sure, I’ll never write about Rilke again. I’m done with Rilke! I’m sick of Rilke! Rilke — no more. But then the other day … I just started researching something about Rilke.”
If there’s no earth, there’s no art. How do you engage in cultural criticism at the end of the world?
Sara Fredman explore antiheroes of Golden Age television shows — and the nasty women who humanized them.
Nate Chinen may have been the last full-time jazz reviewer at any American newspaper. He says jazz hasn’t been in a better place since the ’60s — but the commercial infrastructure is broken.
It’s clear we love the Dead Girl, enough to rehash and reproduce her story, to kill her again and again. But not enough to see a pattern.
Bari Weiss, Bret Stephens, and Katie Roiphe have to try to be better, right along with the rest of us.
In his review for the New York Times, Holland Cotter writes that the museum fails in “truth-telling.”
“We is an escape hatch. We is cheap. We is a way of simultaneously sloughing off personal responsibility and taking on the mantle of easy authority.”