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In Celine Song's follow-up to "Past Lives," Dakota Johnson plays a New York City matchmaker caught between a designer Mr. Right and an impoverished ex-boyfriend.

What to do about the human-trafficking illegal who absconds with my wife once a week and then drops her at home at dawn? Help!

Gertrude Berg's "The Goldbergs" was a bold, beloved portrait of a Jewish family. Then the blacklist obliterated her legacy.

At a sex-choreography workshop, a writer learned about Instant Chemistry exercises, penis pouches, and nudity riders to train for Hollywood's most controversial job.

"They stand next to him, in a posture of awkward confession, carefully giving him the words."

Lina Qasem Hassan treated victims of October 7th. She also publicly condemned the war in Gaza--a stance that imperilled her job.

The British painter has dedicated her career to depicting human flesh, especially that of women, with deep empathy.

"Girl on Girl," by the critic Sophie Gilbert, is the latest and most ambitious in a series of consciousness-raising-style reappraisals of the decade's formative texts.

Funny drawings from this week's magazine.

"They take shapes / in air / like a scarf trick."