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The Self-Serving Seduction of “Vladimir”
The new Netflix series stars Rachel Weisz as a professor whose lust for a younger colleague renews her lust for life itself—and drives her to alarming extremes. Source...
“The Bride!” Is All Exclamations but No Explanations
Maggie Gyllenhaal’s imaginative adaptation of the Frankenstein story, starring Jessie Buckley and Christian Bale, leaves its premise and its principles undeveloped. Source link
Why a Woman Would Rather Love a Statue Than a Man
As Venus educates Rika in the art of self-possession, we are only moderately surprised when Rika informs us, “I was in love with the marble goddess.” When she abruptly...
Martin Parr’s Eye for Human Folly
Martin Parr, who died in December, at the age of seventy-three, had a specific paint color in mind for the first room of “Global Warning,” a retrospective of his...
“How to Get to Heaven from Belfast” Is an Ode to Middle-Aged Friendship
In Lisa McGee’s show “Derry Girls,” about a group of teen-agers growing up in Northern Ireland during the Troubles, the threat of violence—in the form of car bombings and...
A Las Vegas Steak House Tries Its Luck in New York
When it comes to Las Vegas restaurants, the cultural exchange tends to flow inward, not out. At every level of dining, from cheap chain to ultra-luxe destination, the city...
The BAFTAs, and the Sloppy Pieties of Liberal Entertainment
The BBC spent resources politically castrating its awards-show broadcast that would have been better spent protecting vulnerable guests. Source link
Failed “Finance Bros” Find Success with HBO’s “Industry”
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“What Does That Nature Say to You”: Don’t Meet the Parents
Filmmakers like to call themselves storytellers for the same reason that politicians like to call themselves public servants: it’s a show of deference toward a popular ideal. Yet few...
The Timeless Provocations of “Wuthering Heights” (the Novel)
A great fuss surrounds Emerald Fennell’s anachronistic adaptation, but Emily Brontë’s ruthless text will always have the last word. Source link
