Noah Berlatsky

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

If my wife and son had thought bubbles above their heads, like in the comics, you would be able to read them saying, "dog dog dog dog dog dog dog."

As a parent, you tend to assume that you have some say in forming your child's mental landscape. Then Santa comes along.

The MIT professor recently wrote that feminist literature left him "terrified" of his sexual desire. But is Dworkin to blame?

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

C.S. Lewis' classic book presents an unlikely challenge to the patriarchy in the form of its true hero, Lucy.

Sex and bodies don't clarify gender; they confuse the issue.

Action movies don't usually bother much with romance. The trailer for The Transporter: Refueled certainly doesn't. The hero is cool — sexy women, plural, throw themselves at him, or at least stand near him and things blow up; there are fights and revenge and high production values. Romance is, at best, a secondary concern.

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

Writing can be hard and uncomfortable and precarious—but it's hard and uncomfortable and precarious in the way that any job can be.