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A new book presents the baseball legend's testimony in front of the House Un-American Activities Committee as a critical psychic injury in the annals of Black celebrity.

Kleber Mendonça Filho wants his films to reclaim lost history.

Annie Shi's wine bar, on Doyers Street, is self-assured enough to practice restraint.

The most important film festival in America bade farewell to its Utah roots.

Two plays soaked in technological anxiety.

Anchored by Alexander Skarsgård and Harry Melling's superb performances, the British director Harry Lighton's feature début brightens the bleak novel it's based on.

Also: the dream-pop of Hatchie, Elevator Repair Service tackles "Ulysses," the theatre-district pub Haswell Green, and more.

What began, in 2011, as part of a British woman's half-marathon training has turned into a global phenomenon. Dr. Oz, and others, weigh in on whether the trend is actually useful.

The shootings in Minneapolis.

He gets just his desserts.