Widower's Tango

The word “dystopian” is commonly used to describe a narrative work – a novel, play or film – that is set in some terrible, nightmarish b...

I have always loved silent films, but I don't think I know why. I have some theories, but maybe it's nothing but the magic artific...

Having finally found the right moment, this past week, a month away from my 62nd birthday, to read Herman Melville’s Billy Budd (1) was...

The terminal stages of Katherine Anne Porter’s short novel Pale Horse, Pale Rider , in which the heroine, Miranda, has contracted the Span...

A very cold winter's night, so silent that the air seemed frozen, and, since there was no moon, congealed to the stillness of glass s...

Today is the centenary of Toshiro Mifune ’s birth. The only reason I know of him is thanks to Akira Kurosawa, who saw him as the embodimen...

In the face of such shape and weight of present misfortune, the voice of the individual artist may seem perhaps of no more consequence th...