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The Trump Administration has decided that it need not make a case for military action. In the current media environment, that approach makes a disturbing kind of sense.

Is the U.S. repeating the mistakes of the invasion of Iraq?

Maggie Gyllenhaal's imaginative adaptation of the Frankenstein story, starring Jessie Buckley and Christian Bale, leaves its premise and its principles undeveloped.

The opera director--whose Met début, "Tristan und Isolde," premières next week--discusses a few of his influences.

Representative Greg Landsman explains his hope that the conflict remains limited but also creates an entirely new Middle East.

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

In a new standup set, the comedian uses oddball physicality to locate the weird in the everyday.

"Godlike," by the seminal punk musician Richard Hell, transposes a notorious affair between nineteenth-century French poets to nineteen-seventies New York--and testifies to punk's paradoxical relationship with the past.

Dang, no lashes left behind with this curler. It even reaches those tiny corner lashes. Lifts, separates--the works. Also, the first time I used this curler, I saw God.

Many of the strangest, most striking horror films, from "The Night of the Living Dead" to "The Blair Witch Project," come from first-timers working on shoestring budgets--but these days Hollywood is looking to YouTube for the next generation of ...