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This year’s buzzy “A Violent Masterpiece” inverts the genre’s traditional contrast between optimism and despair. Is a hopeful crime novel still a noir?

Inaction in action.

The director’s adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis’s metafictional thriller-slash-gay-awakening story is a “Glee”-ified version of its source material.

The former public-health official won Michigan’s Democratic primary with an unapologetically progressive platform—and a total defiance of the Party establishment.

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

The works Lauren Collins drew on while writing her new book “They Stole a City.”

Anthony Fauci became a symbol of truth and integrity during the pandemic. In his diaries, he’s mostly talking about how he “butt called” Barbra Streisand.

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

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

The kerfuffle over Christopher Nolan’s fidelity to Homer’s Odyssey reflects major questions in the history of cinema.

The former public-health official’s victory in a closely watched Democratic primary for the U.S. Senate carries major implications for the direction of the Party.

I’d have dozens of packages shipped to me from USPSS, USP, and FidEx that only require my signature to obtain.

There’s a story we tell ourselves on social media any time a child of money or fame vaults into public life.

The voters who are determining the future of the Democratic Party.

A movement of young people frustrated with India’s education system and economy has become the most serious challenge yet to an increasingly authoritarian government.

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

A secret history of shutting up.

Beijing is competing with the U.S. for tech supremacy. Who wins will have huge political implications.

Thousands of people in Nigeria have been held for ransom by bandit groups. One professor escaped his captors—only to be abducted again.

Dan J. Sullivan and Dan S. Sullivan are both vying for a Senate seat in Alaska. Who will take the Last Frontier?

“how starkly clear you hear them gnawing / at the wood of lawn chairs near the awning.”

The “Master of None” actor and half of the duo Tim and Eric turned his post-divorce hobby—collecting Dr. Seussian trees and shrubs—into a hipster business, with Martha Stewart and Kelly Wearstler as clients.

Fireworks by Grucci has been in the pyrotechnics business for six generations.

A reprieve from the city’s chaos.

“Daylight Come,” “Scavenging Beauty,” “Dooneen,” and “Queen Mab.”

The lawyer who showed an outer-borough striver how to ignore the rules, avoid a paper trail, and make up a good story for the media.

Married Man Still Able to Drink at Collegiate Level; Sloppy Eater Dog’s New Best Friend; and more.

Jacqueline Harpman wrote her best-known works in the nineteen-nineties, but her fiction’s elegiac loneliness seems to anticipate our own solitary, screen-bound era.

“Oh, / thing, poor thing, little thing, thing thinging, thing is / a beautiful mess.”

The Michigan Senate primary has turned into a referendum on a word that has never had a fixed meaning.

The Fed chair’s biggest challenge is demonstrating his independence from Donald Trump.

The Michigan U.S. Senate candidate on campaigning with Hasan Piker, being a capitalist, and why his fellow-Democrats need to “stop compromising.”

The White House is distorting intelligence assessments instead of working to protect the midterm elections.

The documentarian returns to the Grand Canyon for “The Bend in the River,” the third film in his unofficial series on friendship, nature, and the passage of time.

At the Old News Newsstand, yesterday’s headlines are today’s hot scoops—discarded Timeses, out-of-vogue Vogues, cool zines, even vintage smut.

The author reads her story from the August 10, 2026, issue of the magazine.

The author discusses her story “The Promise.”

The actor on meeting Stephen Sondheim, staging “Godspell” for the Pope, and the thrill, in the new Anthony Bourdain bio-pic, of playing someone “good.”

The 2013 Daft Punk track was uncannily evocative of the late nineteen-seventies, when I was young and dancing was my creed.

You couldn’t be certain, in the night, what sort of world the doors might open onto, were you to turn the knob.