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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 until they settle softly into his receivers’ hands. On the field, he has no obvious rare athletic endowments that explain his success; only in the locker room, it is said by his teamm...
<i>New Yorker</i> 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 midcentury-modern-flavored alternate universe America, you’ll likely enjoy its sequel very much. As you might expect from any big-budget sequel it’s a little less fresh than the original and ...
The<i> New Yorker</i> Has Invented Blogging
Big news from the New Yorker: The venerated magazine is shaking things up by introducing a new “short-form news product” where writers go online to “respond to the news.” Newyorker.com editor Michael Luo explains:...
How The Fuck High Was This <i>New Yorker</i> Guy When He Wrote This <i>Star Wars</i> Take?
Listen. I am not going to try to unpack and critique the bonkers Rogue One review published by the New Yorker’s Richard Brody today. I do not even know where to begin. I am just going to blockquote some portions down below this paragraph, and I invite you to join me in making halting, inarticulate, ...
Cool Old Movie Review: Pauline Kael On <i>Tequila Sunrise</i>
This review of Tequila Sunrise originally appeared in 1988 at The New Yorker and is reprinted here with permission from Pauline Kael’s daughter, Gina James....
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: ...
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 to us for free....
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 humor blog? Only Charlie Haden's death earlier that month can rival the New Yorker's awkward July 31 unveiling of writer Django Gold's "Sonny Rollins: In His Own Words," a 480-word g...
The Five-Forty Eight
Ah, now he's a gem from The New Yorker--John Cheever's 1954 short story, "The Five-Forty-Eight":...
Roger Angell: A Baseball Companion
On Saturday in Cooperstown, Roger Angell was given the J. G. Taylor Spink Award, the baseball Hall of Fame's writing writing honor. His sports writing career is a happy accident that began in 1962 when Angell went to spring training to write about New York's new team, the Mets. He was a 41-year-old...
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, over at the New Yorker....
The Hoops Whisperer
Check out this Talk of the Town piece by Reeves Wiedeman:...
Hubcaps
Thomas McGuane has a good short story in this week's New Yorker:...
Down The Drain With Roger Angell
Over at the Nieman Storyboard Elon Green talks to Roger Angell about Angell's 1975 profile of Steve Blass:...
Harold Ramis: A Very Funny Fellow
From Tad Friend's 2004 New Yorker profile of Harold Ramis:...
This Old Man
Nice piece by Roger Angell in the latest issue of the New Yorker:...
