The best show in New York right now may be the Guggenheim’s retrospective of the work of Laszlo Moholy-Nagy (pronounced “nadge,” not “nadgy,” a lesson hard learned).
Watch: David Remnick, Amy Davidson, Kelefa Sanneh, and Nate Silver discuss the problem of Trumpism.
Anishinaabe author Kateri Akiwenzie-Damm's collection of short stories strives for a more fulsome expression of Indigenous life. TELLING SEX-POSITIVE INDIGENOUS STORIES I recognized at one point that I couldn't find very much love poetry or stories about positive, healthy, lusty relationships between Indigenous people. The notion of Angelina Jolie directing a Fifty Shades of Grey movie is – to put it lightly – simply fan fiction. Wishful thinking has turned into rumor, which in Hollywood is good enough to trigger many wild headlines that are followed by question marks. As Focus Features and Universal Pictures put together a plan to adapt the best-selling erotic novel (which started life as Twilight fan-fiction, only to transform into the year’s hottest literary sensation), agents and executives have engaged in much the same guessing and projecting that ordinary fans do: Who should direct? For several reasons, that guessing game has turned up the intriguing possibility of Jolie as director. Like In the Land of Blood and Honey, the films she seems keen to direct are pegged to social issues she has been passionate about.
Is it possible she’ll be flattered that executives are putting her on wish-lists to take over a hot commodity like Fifty Shades of Grey and decide, “Why not?” Will she be offended that they’re only thinking of her for a sultry erotic story and tell them to buzz off? The disregard of a dying woman's bequest, a girl's attempt to help an impoverished clerk, and the marriage of an idealist and a materialist — all intersect at an estate called Howards End. Born to a Jewish family in Hungary in 1895, he assimilated all the advances and visual novelties of the early part of the twentieth century, from Russia and Paris alike, and turned them into an adaptable graphic manner that made him one of the indispensable teachers at the Bauhaus, in Dessau, Germany, in the nineteen-twenties, under Walter Gropius. Grandmothers, teenagers, single moms and missing sisters move through the pages, and the reader is immersed in the day-to-day lives of the characters. Part of my own story is that I'm the mother of adopted children, and so I'm very keenly interested in what's happening with Indigenous children in this country and the way that Child and Family Services cares for our children, or in some cases does a terrible job of that. She has long been one of the industry’s most provocative stars, blending intensity, sexiness, and intelligence. As a filmmaker, she already tackled a far deeper, traumatic, and fraught relationship between a man and a woman in her Bosnian War drama In the Land of Blood and Honey. Focus and Universal are eager to get this project going as fast as possible, capitalizing on the phenomenon of E.L. Jolie is going to spend the summer and beyond playing the evil lead in Disney’s Maleficent, which would drastically slow down the studios’ plan. Jolie has expressed an interest in directing again, but the project she’s been focusing on is a script she’s writing herself about Afghanistan.
That’s not to say she’ll never direct anything else, but for now she hasn’t shown much interest in being a director for hire.


The fate of this country home symbolizes the future of England in an exploration of social, economic, and philosophical trends during the post-Victorian era.
When Hitler came to power, this citizen of cosmopolitanism then emigrated—heading first to Britain, where he made wonderful posters for the London Underground, and eventually and happily to Chicago, where he became one of the key figures in implementing the lessons of modern design that made Chicago a city of such architectural excitement in the mid-century. So that's something I've been carrying with me for a while as well, and that definitely intrigues me a€” the way that, in this relationship with Canada, there's a lack of safety for us.
I was travelling internationally so I was looking at MA?ori literature, Aboriginal Australian literature and so on, and I started to think, what's going on? Sources close to the project tell EW there is nothing to these reports but bogus speculation.
The book already has a scandalous reputation, and having Jolie behind the camera would lend it legitimacy while maintaining the edge she’s known for. Studio sources say the first step will be to secure a producer, and from there a screenwriter will be hired. Why is there this lack of sex-positive stories and things that affect our values and thoughts around sexuality? Authors like Edgar Allen Poe have inadvertently shaped the film industry with their literary classics that were eventually turned into movies. And, second, that the United States has been the ultimate home of so many cosmopolitan citizens rejected by Europe. People expelled by hate from Europe wanted desperately to get to the American Midwest, to cities like Chicago—and, no doubt, to Cleveland, where the Republican Party holds its Convention next week. Vote up the best films below and see where your favorites rank! The movies on this list were all based on short stories or novellas and have been ranked by users as the best. Cosmopolitanism is not a tribal trait; it is a virtue, as much as courage or honesty or compassion.
The genres featured here range from classic black and white films to more recent box office hits.
Almost without exception, the periods of human civilization that we admire as we look back have been cosmopolitan in practice; even those, like the Bronze Age, that we imagine as monolithic and traditional turn out to be shaped by trade and exchange and multiple identity. We walk out of the beautiful museum and find ourselves back in a uniquely frightening moment in American life. A candidate for President who is the announced enemy of the openness that America has traditionally stood for and that drew persecuted emigres like Moholy-Nagy to America as to a golden land, a candidate who embraces the mottos and rhetoric of the pro-fascist groups of that same wretched time, has taken over one of our most venerable political parties, and he seems still in the ascendancy. His language remains not merely sloppy or incendiary but openly hostile to the simplest standards of truth and decency that have governed American politics.
Most recently, just this week, he has repeated the lie that there has been a call for “a moment of silence” in honor of the murderer of five policemen in Dallas.
This ought to be, as people said quaintly just four or five months ago, “disqualifying.” Nonetheless, his takeover of the Republican Party is complete, and, in various postures of spinelessness, its authorities accede to his authority, or else opportunistically posture for a place in the wake of it. Many of them doubtless assume that he will lose and are hoping for a better position afterward—still, the very small show of backbone that would be required to resist his takeover seems unavailable.


What is genuinely alarming is the urge, however human it may be, to normalize the abnormal by turning toward emotions and attitudes that are familiar.
To their great credit, the editors of most of the leading conservative publications in America have recognized Trump for what he is, and have opposed his rise to power. Yet the habit of hatred is so ingrained in their psyches that even those who recognize at some level that Trump is a horror, when given the dangling bait of another chance to hate Hillary still leap at it, insisting on her “criminality” at the very moment when it’s officially rejected, and attempting to equate this normal politician with an abnormal threat to political life itself.
In the so-called mainstream (call it liberal) media, meanwhile, the election is treated with blithe inconsequence, as another occasion for strategy-weighing. The Times, to take one example, ran a front-page analysis criticizing Trump for being insufficiently able to exploit a political opening given by the investigation into Clinton’s e-mail, with the complaint seeming to be that Trump just isn’t clever enough to give us a good fight—to be the fun opponent we want. While the habits of hatred get the better of the right, the habits of self-approval through the fiction of being above it all contaminate the center.
And there may indeed be another universe in which Donald Trump is one more blowhard billionaire with mixed-up politics but a basically benevolent heart, a Ross Perot type, or perhaps more like Arnold Schwarzenegger, preaching some confused combination of populism and self-help and doomed to flounder when he comes to power. Trump is unstable, a liar, narcissistic, contemptuous of the basic norms of political life, and deeply embedded among the most paranoid and irrational of conspiracy theorists.
There may indeed be a pathos to his followers’ dreams of some populist rescue for their plights.
As I have written before, to call him a fascist of some variety is simply to use a historical label that fits. The arguments about whether he meets every point in some static fascism matrix show a misunderstanding of what that ideology involves. It is the essence of fascism to have no single fixed form—an attenuated form of nationalism in its basic nature, it naturally takes on the colors and practices of each nation it infects. It took forms still crazier and more feverishly sinister, if one can imagine, in Romania, whereas under Oswald Mosley, in England, its manner was predictably paternalistic and aristocratic. It is no surprise that the American face of fascism would take on the forms of celebrity television and the casino greeter’s come-on, since that is as much our symbolic scene as nostalgic re-creations of Roman splendors once were Italy’s. But the first job of those who do understand is to state what those consequences invariably are. Those who think that the underlying institutions of American government are immunized against it fail to understand history. In every historical situation where a leader of Trump’s kind comes to power, normal safeguards collapse.
She has her faults, easily described, often documented—though, for the most part, the worst accusations against her have turned out to be fiction.
No reasonable person, no matter how opposed to her politics, can believe for a second that Clinton’s accession to power would be a threat to the Constitution or the continuation of American democracy. And, this time, would there be a second America, a new Chicago, waiting to receive the once-cosmopolitan citizens ejected by the triumph of this warped will?



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