There are times where the real subject of [Muratov’s] description seems to be not examples of art, places, or even people, but the relatively fleeting moments in between these things, which appear here almost by accident, like bystanders in a Polaroid.
Beyond Protagonist-Centered Fiction
The conflict between realism and its alternatives may still be going strong, but when it comes to the centrality of the protagonist, there’s no conflict, only agreement.
How to Not Solve Romantic Love
What is genuine love? What is manufactured love? Is there even any sense in distinguishing the two?
Dundy’s novels fit our times well while also existing blissfully without any of this baggage. Her characters are often selfish and reckless, but there’s nothing forced in these stories.
You’ve Changed – Pyae Moe Thet War
In this sensitively observed collection, the freedom to define oneself is achieved not only through the rebellion against cultural constraints, but also the embrace of the provisional nature of identity.
No one can truly count on not ending up a montage of old photos, accompanied by piano music, a Hollywood voiceover, or a share button.
There’s Something Dangerous in ‘Antisemitism Studies’
The rest of the academic world has left the subject behind because we, ostensibly, already have institutes and authors to cover this subject. This situation is not inevitable, but only the result of the political right staking their claim to the subject of antisemitism.
Freely/Dawe represent what they have produced as a translation when, by any fair definition of the word, it isn’t. To make matters worse—much worse—they misread the Turkish again and again.
On Shirley Jackson and Staying Inside
The malcontents of quarantine life—especially for women—recall other forms of domestic confinement, from self-inflicted agoraphobia to endless household drudgery.
Must Different Always Mean Marginal?
For Black people, the opportunity to explore and indulge non-racial angst is a sacred but not always convenient or respected imperative.