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Between 1979 and 1984, Joan E. Biren's travelling images served as a vehicle for transformation and community building.

Jordan Tannahill's explicit new play fetishizes the British Royal Family but has more than sex on its mind.

Sue Halpern, a novelist and critic, recommends a handful of books equal parts reassuring and riveting.

Decades after "28 Days Later," the director Danny Boyle and the screenwriter Alex Garland return to--and advance--a frighteningly effective franchise.

Recent studies suggest that tools such as ChatGPT make our brains less active and our writing less original.

Albert Serra's new documentary about the bullfighter Andrés Roca Rey offers a keenly observed--and surprisingly moving--depiction of the blood sport.

The HBO series is peppered with references to real-life personages and historical events--but it lacks the anything-goes energy of the era in which it's set.

Shahn was an American phenomenon, but a new retrospective suggests that we've come to prize his politics over his accomplishments.

Why take any chances?

"Toni at Random," "How Things Are Made," "The House on Buzzards Bay," and "Endling."