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June 24, 2019

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Reporting

Profiles

Liu Cixin’s War of the Worlds

A leading sci-fi writer takes stock of China’s global rise.
Annals of Pop

Troye Sivan’s Coming of Age

The pop idol’s songs translate the gay teen experience into recognizable rites of passage.
A Reporter at Large

Can Elizabeth Warren Win It All?

The senator from Massachusetts made her name attacking Wall Street. Now she’s bringing her plans to fight outsized wealth to the 2020 Presidential race.
The Sporting Scene

Inside the Cultish Dreamworld of Augusta National

The home of the Masters Tournament is a prelapsarian golf paradise, combining good manners and Southern delights with exclusion and self-satisfaction.

The Critics

The Art World

How to Celebrate Walt Whitman’s Two-Hundredth Birthday

Loaf at your ease, luxuriating in the poet’s unhurried, insinuated cadences.
Musical Events

Karlheinz Stockhausen Composes the Cosmos

His seven-opera cycle, “Licht,” shows that he was not only a master of far-out spectacle but also a composer of impeccable craft.
On Television

How “When They See Us” and “Chernobyl” Make Us Look

These new true-story series manage to make depressing, traumatic material not merely watchable but mesmerizing.
The Theatre

Finding Refuge in “The Secret Life of Bees” and “Much Ado About Nothing”

In the South Carolina of the nineteen-sixties and in Messina, reimagined as an Atlanta suburb, equality is elusive.
Books

Briefly Noted

“Spring,” “Bangkok Wakes to Rain,” “The City-State of Boston,” and “Autumn Light.”
Books

Where Are All the Books About Menopause?

For women, aging is framed as a series of losses—of fertility, of sexuality, of beauty. But it can be a liberation, too.
The Current Cinema

“The Dead Don’t Die” Does the Zombie Genre to Death

Jim Jarmusch is the master of mellowdrama—his heart isn’t really in all the blood and guts.
A Critic at Large

The Empty Promise of Boris Johnson

The man expected to be Britain’s next Prime Minister makes people in power, including himself, appear ridiculous, but that doesn’t mean he’d dream of handing power to anybody else.

The Talk of the Town

The Pictures

Yes, the Ladies of “Wine Country” Have a Group Text

Rachel Dratch, Ana Gasteyer, and Paula Pell pull out the tarot cards in the wake of their girls-only comedy with Amy Poehler, Tina Fey, Maya Rudolph, and Emily Spivey.
Parks and Recreation

Feed the Birds—While You Still Can

New Yorkers won’t give up tossing bread crumbs and junk food to critters, even if it kills them.
American Songbook Dept.

Shirley Jones Returns to “Oklahoma!” with Her Teen-Idol Son

The night before the Tony Awards, Shaun Cassidy and his mom, the star of the 1955 movie, took in the musical’s dark and sexy revival.
Sunrise, Sunset

Manafort’s Monster House in the Hamptons

With Trump’s former campaign chairman headed to Rikers, his Water Mill neighbor recalls the man whose McMansion—with moat, waterfall, putting green, and M-shaped flower bed—blocked out the sunset.
Comment

What a Biden-Trump Presidential Race Might Look Like

Even the similarities between the two men are revealing.

Shouts & Murmurs

Shouts & Murmurs

The Podcasts I’ll Be Relaxing to This Summer

Cartoons

1/16

“The tweet you posted last night struck a chord around the world, united all factions, and basically altered the course of humanity.”

Fiction

Fiction

Back Then

Poems

Poems

Peony

Poems

Because

Goings On About Town

Movies

Summertime Movie Screenings Around the City

Instead of drive-ins, New York, with its foot-traffic culture, offers cinematic sit-ins on rooftops and in parks, soccer fields, and other public spaces around town.
Tables for Two

Maison Yaki’s Cheeky French-Japanese Fusion

The Olmsted chef Greg Baxtrom’s second outing, just across the street, serves up skewers and potent small plates that encourage sampling.
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