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Our editors and critics review notable new fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.

Liana Finck writes a humorous advice column about the choices a couple faces after having their first born.

The new adaptation, though visually exquisite, swaps the story’s much-loved comfort for dutiful tedium.

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

Both artists have released new albums—“Music, Fashion, Film” and “Reality Awaits”—that seesaw between raw sincerity and punkish insouciance.

The author of “Motherhood” answers our questions about her reading habits.

Our first goal, as with “60 Minutes,” is balance. Lake Mead has been on the north side of the Hoover Dam for too long. When we’re finished, it will be on the south side, too.

Trump’s Cabinet has joined TikTok, but the White House is about to learn that controlling the platform isn’t the same as being good at it.

The United States risks becoming a theme park of internal combustion, as the rest of the world moves on.

The painter was rich and cloistered, and used color like few others before or after him.

Recently, there has been much hand-wringing about downwardly mobile young adults living with their parents into their twenties or thirties. What’s really going on?

During the 2016 election, much of the country was introduced to the concept of internet bots for the first time. Now, just a decade later, it feels like they’re everywhere.

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

Olo can be described as the “greenest green,” though it can never be captured by a camera. But its development tells us a lot about our color vision.

“Only some of me / is here on Earth.”

“The Renoir Girls,” “Little Blue Dot,” “Air,” and “I Want You to Be Happy.”

The “Ice Age” actor steals Christopher Nolan’s “The Odyssey,” as a loyal swineherd to Matt Damon’s Odysseus. Back in New York, he bought the director a two-thousand-year-old thank-you gift.

What moves the star of “Jackass” to risk his life for our entertainment? A very serious investigation.

The Hamptons Fine Art Fair recently exhibited a ten-foot Lady Liberty. Noble, solemn, and—wait, how much?

Gadi Eisenkot, whose view of war is shaped by the loss of his son, is, in manner and character, the anti-Bibi.

Hundreds of neurosurgeons gathered in Central Park for inter-hospital softball. Who took home the skull-shaped trophy?

Decades after Milli Vanilli’s lip-synching scandal, the singer is still reclaiming his legacy—with a documentary, an EP, and an almost-performance at Trump’s state fair.

Soaking up the sun.

“A living freckle / That knows your name and knows / That it is spring and feels a kind of imaginary privacy.”

The majority of suicides in the U.S. involve guns, and eighty per cent of those are done by white men, a pattern that the gun-rights organization has spent decades denying.

Following a review, I have decided to dissolve our relationship. This decision reflects a strategic realignment of my emotional resources and should not be interpreted as a comment on your over-all market value.

Policymakers have assumed that people with good options wouldn’t make bad choices. What if access was never the real problem?

So then they did it. And it was pretty incredible—pretty incredible for a first time.

The director of “I Want Your Sex” discusses whether Gen Z is having enough of it, casting Charli XCX and Johnny Knoxville, and the importance of “weird, scary, confusing experiences.”

Kylie Minogue’s 2023 hit belongs to a category of solid, danceable pop music that barely penetrates the eardrums of self-professed thirtysomething old folks.

The author discusses her story “Earthly Delights.”

The author reads her story from the August 3, 2026, issue of the magazine.

It’s been a tumultuous primary season, but is this the Democrats’ Tea Party moment? Or is something more pragmatic emerging?

Somssi, from a veteran of the restaurant group behind Atomix, knows how to reel you in without trying too hard.

Her eponymous one-woman show was the seed of her Hollywood stardom, which a new revival now frames as the source of something matrilineal, passed down to two generations of Black actresses.

In “Biological War,” Annie Jacobsen imagines society collapsing from a man-made plague—part of a wave of such prophecies. But what do we miss when we try to predict the future?

A lot of its dysfunction goes back to Newt Gingrich.