Am I a snob? A victim of adult-onset ADD? Just reflexively averse to zombies, wizards, magic and men in armor? None of the above, writes Julie Wittes Schlack.
Sharon Brody on motherhood, potty humor and the new film reboot of Dav Pilkey's best-selling books.
One of the implicit messages in the popular podcast is that John's suicide was inevitable, writes Karen Seif. But it is possible that mental health intervention could have saved his life.
Trump bids adieu to the Paris climate accord, Boston Calling performed in Allston and candidates vie for Charlie Baker's office. All that and more from Tom Keane's weekly news roundup.
'The Sixties' produced a glorious body of music that spoke to the era’s overheated idol worship, a commentary that still speaks to the Trump phenomenon, writes Tim Riley.
What emerging writers need most is not motivation but access, writes Eve Bridburg, and the NEA’s role in this effort is crucial.
The art market's opacity, write Liza Oliver and Erich Hatala Matthes, makes it a welcoming home for illegal transactions.
Verse offerings from Somerville poet Ed Meek.
Our deeply divided nation needs more humanities, not less; more art, not less; and more attempts to understand ourselves and each other, writes David Tebaldi.
Comic books now feature more diverse superheroes, writes John Vercher, unlike most cartoons and merchandise.
By influencing the cultural context in which we live, writes Sandro Galea, the arts help to promote health.
A former student of the late poet and playwright, who died Friday at the age of 87, recalls the Nobel laureate's "brilliant terror."
In the 87-year history of the Academy Awards, only four black writers have won Oscars for screenplays, writes John Vercher.
Without forgotten abolitionist James Forten, writes Janna Malamud Smith, the publication that cemented William Lloyd Garrison's legacy might never have taken hold.
Writer Leslie Lawrence was 10 when she saw her first president sworn in. She remembers only the inaugural poet, Robert Frost. This year, she calls on Americans to read the "Poet of Democracy."
Our public language is often used to demean and distort, writes Janna Malamud Smith. But literature’s truth can sustain us against dishonesty and vitriol.
The loosely-biographical Netflix series, “The Crown,” is shockingly relevant today, writes Joanna Weiss. It’s about how to deal with power you expected, but aren’t prepared to assume.
It's important, writes Layla Schlack, for those of us who claim to be progressive, anti-racist, feminist, pro-equal rights, to understand what it's like not being part of the dominant culture.
Since Election Day, writes Aine Greaney, I learned that poetry-as-therapy has its limitations. This time, for this tragedy, the words don't assuage, and new ones -- my own -- won’t come.
Playhouses have never been exempt from the political currents that swirl outside their walls, writes Jeffrey S. Ravel.