The New Yorker October 18, 2021
James Bond’s heavy heart in “No Time to Die”
Cary Joji Fukunaga’s relentless self-referential film, with Daniel Craig making his final bow as Bond, is often exciting, but there’s something inner and agonizing about the thrills.
Laurie Colwin’s recipe for being yourself in the kitchen
The authoritative yet intimate style of his best culinary writing has taught decades of home cooks to trust the strength of their convictions.
“Speak, silence”, “The golden machine”, “A single rose” and “As hard as water”.
The tense and turbulent sounds of “Fire Shut Up in My Bones”
Terence Blanchard’s new opera, at the Met, skillfully captures the seething inner world of its protagonist.
No more criticism
The speech of the city
Dhruv Khullar on the coronavirus this winter; the LA mansion wheel merchants; on the beach on stage; a performance odyssey; Angels have their wings.
Another COVID winter
Nationally, the Delta wave is fading, but what do the coming months have in store for us?
Postcard from LA
The Oscars, but for Hollywood Real Estate
At the Power Broker Awards, a gathering of Los Angeles’ hottest real estate agents, movers and ‘Selling Sunset’ style shakers, tell about seventy million dollar sales and explain why everyone gets a pickleball court .
Department of amateurism
Brooklyn Opera Swimmers
For the opera “Sun & Sea”, the Brooklyn Academy of Music let ordinary Brooklynians in swimsuits frolic on the sand of the trucks and chat with the singers, to create a real beach vibe.
Ancient greek on the grass
Armed with a cyclops eye and a watermelon, Joseph Medeiros performed a solo Odyssey at dawn in East River Park.
Back in the 80s: crime, disgusting subways and guardian angels!
Curtis Sliwa is running for mayor of New York on the Republican ticket, and his civilian crime watch group continues to produce street icons in red berets.
More talk about the city