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  • I fell in love with Shakespeare 30 years ago, on a houseboat in Srinagar, India. I was on a six-week jaunt through India before returning to Oxford to finish a degree in English Literature. The only book I carried with me was the one-volume Alexander text of Shakespeare’s complete works, so that I could work on an essay for school. The essay topic, scribbled inside the front cover of my travel journal, was this: “Samuel Johnson said of Shakespeare, ‘comedy was his instinct, tragedy his skill...

  • April 25, 2016

    A mere two years after the world celebrated the 450th anniversary of the birth of its greatest playwright, William Shakespeare, we now have the 400th anniversary of his death (as befits a deft conjurer of plots, he is said to have been born and died on the same date, April 23). There will be festivals, exhibitions, walking tours, concerts, performances and films galore. The Folger Shakespeare Library is sending the 1623 First Folio on a swing through all 50...

  • March 28, 2016

    March 26, 2016, would have been Tennessee Williams’s 105th birthday. The esteemed and infamous playwright, known for works like “A Streetcar Named Desire” and “Cat On a Hot Tin Roof,” was born in Columbus, Miss., in 1911. But his attempt at a rebirth of sorts happened on Jan. 10, 1969. That was the day he was received into the Catholic Church by Joseph LeRoy, S.J. The event points to a little-known spiritual side of a man whose life at times seemed to...

  • August 17-24, 2015

    St. Augustine was a comic genius. Is there a funnier one-liner in all of theology than his prayer in the Confessions , “Lord, give me chastity, but not yet”? He was high-minded but rangy, embracing sexual and scatological humor in City of God , where he notes with no little envy that “some have such command of their bowels, that they can break wind continuously at pleasure, so as to produce the effect of singing.”

    A prime...

  • March 2, 2015

    The year 2014 boasted one of the great serialized American dramas of the last 20 years and the debut of another wonderfully quirky one. Neither starred household names. And neither was broadcast on AMC, FX, Netflix or HBO. In fact, they were not onscreen performances at all. They were podcasts.

    Like all its tech-lingo brethren— cyberspace, blog, emoticon — podcast is a blighted word, colorless and sickly, the linguistic...

  • February 23, 2015

    The world’s most popular saint has much to say for our times and was, in a way, “saying” some of it in Brooklyn this winter. This is not magical realism, but a point of fact. An exceedingly rare exhibit of textual artifacts related to the life of St. Francis of Assisi and the formation of the Franciscan order was on display for one month at Brooklyn’s Borough Hall. The stated purpose of “Friar Francis:...

  • October 20, 2014

    A cynic might suggest that one way to keep immigrants from wanting to come to the United States would be to show them a dystopian exposé like To the Bone, Lisa Ramirez’s affecting if wildly uneven new Off Broadway play about undocumented female poultry workers slaving away thanklessly in Sullivan County, N.Y. That is not entirely fair, though, since the tense, gnarly tale that unfolds among a quintet of Central American women and a few men in their lives is...

  • August 4-11, 2014

    My wife and I recently drove out to Sauk Centre for an overnight stay. It’s the kind of short trip we enjoy taking. The town, about 75 miles due west of the Twin Cities on Interstate 94, is the birthplace of Harry Sinclair Lewis and was immortalized by him as Gopher Prairie in his hugely successful fourth novel, Main Street . The book sold two million copies in its first few years, added a new term to the language and was eventually instrumental, along with...

  • October 28, 2013

    I love horror movies because they show me the sublime. I love them for a lot of other reasons too, I admit, depending on my mood. I don’t believe in a grand, unified theory of horror, or of any other genre of film; most genres are a welter of traditions and counter-traditions. Sometimes you want to see evil defeated by the triumphant “final girl”; at other times, by contrast, you want to see that even the most competent and loving heroines can’t win. You...

  • October 14, 2013

    The cries, it was recorded, could be heard on shore. The piteous shrieks of men “drowning like rattens.” They were the crew of Henry VIII’s beloved flagship, the Mary Rose, the pride of the English Navy Royal, which sank before his very eyes during the Battle of the Solent on July 19, 1545.

    Just why the Mary Rose, the “noblest ship of sail,” sank is a mystery. Too many bodies and armaments aboard, some claimed. A sudden gust...