Noah Berlatsky

David Ress' Aphexswift is genius precisely because it's so unlikely.

It's hard to deny the appeal of the masculine ideal, especially when embodied in Jude Law. And yet, it's also a depressing vision.

The Lord of the Flies can feel like a vacation spot for conflict-management consultants in comparison to social media.

As a white woman, Swift can afford to celebrate carelessness. Beyoncé, though, knows that even her casualness has to be perfect.

For once, central character Andrew's flaws are tied up in the fact that he is—wait for it—fundamentally decent.

With the death of Leonard Nimoy, it's a good moment to pay tribute to (and question) his most famous character.

To understand this debate, it's important to consider historical context.

Iin a passionate Facebook thread last week, children's author Meg Rosoff rejected the idea that there are "too few books for marginalized young people," as librarian Edith Edi Campbell had suggested.

According to an Academy Awards voter, the right sort of people, with the right sort of education and connections, can't be racist.

There's a good argument to be made that the earliest, and the best, rockabilly performers were women. Slicked-back, hiccuping, hopped up cool.