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When it comes to the Italian holiday loaf, there's magnificence and there's stultifying disappointment, with little in between.

Thanks to the maneuverings of the tiny nation of Vanuatu, the entire industrialized world is effectively on trial in The Hague.

The sociologist Musa al-Gharbi argues that the "Great Awokening" alienated "normie voters," making it difficult for Kamala Harris--and possibly future Democrats--to win.

RaMell Ross's drama--a remarkable one, about institutions, Black male friendship, social mimicry, and the Black political dream--feels shot through with the history of American image-making.

Cartoons about presents, unwrapped.

Marielle Heller's adaptation of Rachel Yoder's novel, starring Amy Adams, omits most of the protagonist's inner life and shrinks the outer life, too.

The historian discusses events that have weakened supposed allies of the Palestinians, and the idea of settler colonialism that has taken hold on the left. Critic Adam Kirsch responds.

The support for the alleged shooter is rooted in an American tradition of exalting the outlaw.

"Apparently, my mother's upgrading the holiday newsletter to a paid Substack."

Two scathing new productions satisfy our hunger for dysfunction-driven entertainment.