No Country For Young Men
The deserted villages of Senegal.
The deserted villages of Senegal.
After To Kill a Mockingbird, readers didn’t demand more from its author. For fans of the musician behind Channel Orange, it’s a different story.
I am my things and my things are me. I don’t want to give them up: they are narrative prompts for the story of my life
Plots: the who, what, and where — but maybe not why — of literature. Plus, the history of plot and literature’s very worst endings.
The medium that ushered in TV’s Golden Age is in a slump.
How legends of the American music industry made millions off the work of Solomon Linda, a Zulu tribesman who wrote “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” and died a pauper.
A profile of the troubadour, now 82 and mostly confined to his home in Los Angeles.
A profile of “the internet’s boyfriend.”
On Elena Ferrante:
Different names, every time, but the reaction is the same: a momentary light in the listener’s eyes that fades to bored disappointment. An Italian woman from Naples, whose name you wouldn’t know. Who did you expect?
Shirley Jackson wrote 17 books while raising four children — and she couldn’t have had a successful career without them.
A profile of the filmmaker Errol Morris as he prepared to release The Thin Blue Line after a decade of limited distribution, semi-poverty, and a side career as a private detective.
“I took my son to Paris fashion week, and all I got was a profound understanding of who he is, what he wants to do with his life, and how it feels to watch a grown man stride down a runway wearing shaggy yellow Muppet pants.”
A conversation with the anonymous novelist.
A profile of the comic.
“Miles Davis was a deeply competitive artist, and the idea that he was losing audiences to white rock musicians with inferior skills—and, worse, had to open for them at concerts—inspired him to beat them at their own game. But he did so very much on his own terms.”
She has convinced her followers she is a pretty-in-pink naïf, an escort, an unhinged ex, an office drone, and, most recently, an expectant mother. None of it is real.
A visit to the Christian rock Cross-Over Festival in Lake of the Ozarks, Missouri.
“The final evaluation of a play has nothing to do with immediate audience or critical response. The playwright, along with any writer, composer, painter in this society, has got to have a terribly private view of his own value, of his own work. He's got to listen to his own voice primarily. He's got to watch out for fads, for what might be called the critical aesthetics.”
“As my acting career developed, I was no longer cast as a radical Muslim – except at the airport.”
A profile of Hank Williams III.
The radical environmental group Earth First! orchestrates a musical in Florida.
“In some ways fame is gratifying, but you have to be very careful of what you wish for because you just might get it.”
A profile of Wilder at 39.
When improv goes big time.
An ode to mayonnaise.
Oliver Stone wanted a hit—and the chance to put America’s most iconic dissident onscreen. The subject wanted veto power. The Russian lawyer wanted someone to option the novel he’d written. The American lawyer just wanted the whole insane project to go away. Somehow a film got made.
A profile of the piano prodigy.
"Los Angeles is a weird, complicated town for him. It's where all the record labels are, for one thing. And Chancelor Bennett, as he was born, is unsigned. Won't sign. It's maybe the most interesting, improbable music-industry story going right now—a young, obviously gifted rapper, universally hailed as the heir to Kanye and leader of a new generation of Internet-savvy kids who think of Jay Z as a failed tech entrepreneur, now on his fourth year of refusing to sign with a label."
The author on Lolita, his work habits, and what he expected from his literary afterlife.
The rise and fall of Lou Pearlman; blimp impresario, packager of boy bands like Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC, molester, fraudster, and ultimately fugitive from justice.