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Books & Culture
The irony in Squid Game’s success is that it flips the script on the narrative of South Korea’s cultural influence.
“Finding Your Roots” is not entirely accurate or inclusive.
James Whale’s 1933 film adaptation of “The Invisible Man” is a powerful reminder of how much we need to see our own humanity to be fully human.
If only comics and satirists had the courage of Dave Chappelle.
If Jasper Johns can be said to have “redefined the art of our time,” it is because of the steady pressure that the growing embrace and exaltation of his work has exerted on contemporary taste.
“The Way Back” will enable you to understand by experience the self-evidence of the founders’ truth.
Wodehouse never needed to point out that “simile” and “I smile” are anagrams. His writing, all sweetness and light, did that for him.
The history of Superman is strong because it is simple. Less simple is the will to resist those who would modernize history to the point of absurdity.
“No Time to Die” feels like a movie intended to kill off not just Daniel Craig but the whole Bond franchise.
The literary elite doesn’t like to admit anti-Marxism as a motivation for great literature. But it is. “Lethe” is a new example of the genre.
Abramson’s achievement is to show that trust in the neutral institutions that adjudicate knowledge has collapsed, and to adroitly locate our universities at the center of this calamity.
Nevergreen is a metaphor for academia’s self-separation, and the scene for a darkly comic escape thriller.
Only the strength of the human spirit and God can lead us out of any totalitarian system’s cruel labyrinth.
A casualty of a foolish and misguided administration.
The central mission of Harry Jaffa’s life was the philosophical and rhetorical defense of classical natural right, the Western tradition, and the United States.
Man ceases to be human once he accepts a metaphysical takeover by ideology.
Miss Hamner had a mask she didn’t want to wear. She liked to fill her lungs with unfiltered COVID air . . .
In ages past, we could make literature, propaganda, and art out of butchering history. But now we can make a joke of it.
What drives Bastašić’s often tender exploration of the unreliability of memory and friendship, is a sense of loss. There is nothing saccharine about this journey.