| The New Yorker Interview Linda Ronstadt Has Found Another Voice The singer on living with Parkinson’s, the perils of stardom, and mourning what the border has become. By Michael Schulman | | | Comment The Urgency of the 2020 Senate Race Even if Trump loses, the Democrats will need to take the Senate in order to turn their ambitious plans into legislative reality. If he wins, control of that chamber will be crucial. By Amy Davidson Sorkin | | | Culture Desk Normani and the Work of the Pop Princess In this era of post-post-everything, the twenty-three-year-old recording artist’s sincere devotion to the pop project makes her a gutsy, somewhat daring figure. By Doreen St. Félix | | | The New Yorker Radio Hour Marianne Williamson Would Like to Clarify The self-help author talks with David Remnick about her unorthodox campaign for the Democratic Presidential nomination. Plus, a discussion on “affirmative consent.” | | | | | | Double Take Sunday Reading: The World of Jia Tolentino From The New Yorker’s archive: the staff writer’s uncommonly rewarding work. By The New Yorker | On Television “GLOW” Raises the Stakes In Season 3, the show gathers strength—like a seasoned wrestler who, having been flung out of the ring, crawls back into it and hoists her opponent aloft in triumph. By Sarah Larson | | | Tables for Two The Unapologetic Decadence of Hutong In the former Le Cirque space, playing chopsticks hockey for the last morsel of David Yeo’s Szechuanese classics is inevitable. By Jiayang Fan | The Front Row “Afterglow,” a Melodramatic Spotlight for Julie Christie The drama of the film is built on a pile of abraded glories arising from long-assumed forms of passion. By Richard Brody | | | | | Onward and Upward with the Arts The Myth of Whiteness in Classical Sculpture Greek and Roman statues were often painted, but assumptions about race and aesthetics have suppressed this truth. Now scholars are making a color correction. By Margaret Talbot | | | | | Daily Shouts Sexual Fantasies of Everyday New Yorkers “My greatest sexual fantasy is just to have regular sex in my own apartment. But, in my fantasy, my apartment has a washing machine and a dryer.” By Mark Cognata | Cartoons From The Issue Cartoons from the Issue Drawings and drollery from this week’s magazine. | | | | | | |
No comments:
Post a Comment