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The Belgian-born director's 1994 coming-of-age masterwork, about a precocious teen-ager's romantic audacity, can't be reissued because of its needle drops.

Many liberals who had fled X for Bluesky seem to be embracing the Elon Musk-owned platform once more. Why?

When regular people seem burdened by bureaucracy, and the powerful act as they choose, it's worth asking whether we've forgotten what makes rules effective.

A new book titled "Early Work" reveals that the acclaimed American photographer barrelled into the medium fully formed.

Through Friday, The New Yorker presents the longlists for Young People's Literature, Translated Literature, Poetry, Fiction, and Nonfiction.

Many of the staffers at Sweet Martha's Cookie Jar start as teen-agers. Some of them are committed for life.

Short reviews of recent releases.

A concert en plein air.

Spy, murder victim, and the boldest poet of his day, the transgressive Elizabethan dramatist taps into the gravely comical troubles into which humans tumble.

The Czech composer energetically explored form after form.