It's "Big Dick Nick"
“His throwing motion is a languid shrug, and his passes carve loopy, floaty arcs that seem certain to be intercepted…
New Yorker Film Critic Has Reservations About Children's Movie Because His Boner Kept Blocking The Screen
Have you seen Incredibles 2? If you liked 2004's The Incredibles, about a family of superheroes in a sort of…
The New Yorker Has Invented Blogging
Big news from the New Yorker: The venerated magazine is shaking things up by introducing a new “short-form news…
How The Fuck High Was This New Yorker Guy When He Wrote This Star Wars Take?
Listen. I am not going to try to unpack and critique the bonkers Rogue One review published by the New Yorker’s Richard…
Cool Old Movie Review: Pauline Kael On Tequila Sunrise
This review of Tequila Sunrise originally appeared in 1988 at The New Yorker and is reprinted here with permission…
Surging Into Adolescence With William Finnegan
William Finnegan’s new book, Barbarian Days: A Surfing Life looks like a choice read. Dig the excerpt in The New Yorker:…
I Said Everything's Fine But I'm In A New Yorker State Of Mind
David Ochsner is reading every issue of The New Yorker. He’s got a blog about it, A New Yorker State of Mind. It’s my…
A Sense Of Where You Are
Oh, man, great job by The New Yorker making John McPhee's classic profile of Dollar Bill Bradley at Princeton available…
I Love It When You Call Me Big Papa
Found this over at Longform: The New Yorker's legendary 1950 Lillian Ross profile of Hemingway:
Jazz Needs A Better Sense of Humor
What can it mean for jazz as a living art when the most hotly debated genre event of 2014 was a satirical post on a…
The Five-Forty Eight
Ah, now he's a gem from The New Yorker--John Cheever's 1954 short story, "The Five-Forty-Eight":
Steve Martin: A Very Funny Fellow
There's a good excerpt from Mike Sacks' new book, Poking a Dead Frog: Conversations with Today's Top Comedy Writers,…