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Also: Daniel Radcliffe stars in "Every Brilliant Thing," Robert Plant sings roots folk in a cathedral, a soulful retrospective of Beuford Smith, and more.

The series, returning for a second season, is the latest example of a new breed--one that relies on elaborate, full-immersion experiments rather than on one-off stunts.

"Pain ricochets around my skull / like an aspirin commercial from the sixties."

At the Met, Michael Spyres uses his broad vocal range to stunning effect, but Lise Davidsen loses power when she leaves her brilliant upper register.

A new set of precepts is meant to make the chatbot Claude wise, decent, and safe. It also marks a striking transfer of public responsibility from constitutional government to private tech firms.

The pop star brings motherhood and middle age to the dance floor.

At a Broadway studio, the actor busts a move with his daughter, Audrey, who also happens to be his inspiration (and co-star) for his new film, "She Dances."

"Were they coots, those dark birds with flashy / white bills, swimming together in circles / on winter waves?"

Trump's campaign to topple foreign adversaries encounters a battered but defiant regime.

Do you have "UPS Guy in Shorts," "Stoop Weirdo," or "Park Teeming with Hinge Dates"?