Five decades ago, ‘The Exorcist’ proved to be a box office juggernaut—and caused America’s editors to devote a special issue to the film.
James T. Keane
James T. Keane is a Senior Editor at America.
James Dickey, America’s ‘bare-chested bard’
James Dickey’s public persona of fighter pilot, champion athlete and hard-drinking woodsman who wrote of “country surrealism” gave him an everyman appeal, even as he was perhaps the nation’s greatest poetic talent.
A bloodier version of Catholicism than you might be used to
A reflection for the Memorial of Sts. John de Brébeuf and Isaac Jogues, Priests, and Companions, Martyrs, by James T. Keane
Holy sinners and doubting saints: The fiction of Brian Moore
Despite his public antipathy toward Catholicism, a number of Brian Moore’s novels dealt subtly and deftly with the profound emotional impact of struggles with faith.
A sense of wonder: Remembering Brian Doyle
Brian Doyle’s essays, fiction and poetry all offered powerful reflections on finding the beautiful and the divine amid life’s struggles.
Who was S. J. Adamo? This priest-columnist spilled all the tea.
The Rev. S. J. Adamo wrote over 130 columns for America on “The Press,” and seemingly had plenty of fun along the way.
Is it moral to watch football? Here’s what America magazine said over the years
A spate of football injuries—and news that the longterm effects of the game can be catastrophic for the human brain—raise the question: What is the future of football?
The atheist author Jesuits loved: Iris Murdoch
Iris Murdoch might seem like an unlikely candidate for praise from America reviewers, but her philosophical novels about love and alienation earned many praise-filled reviews over the years.
What if Jesus really meant it? A guiding question for interpreting the Gospel
A Reflection for the Memorial of St. John Chrysostom, bishop and doctor of the church, by James T. Keane
Andre Dubus III on faith, fiction and his absent, famous father
To be the writerly son of a writerly father is not always the easiest vocation. When that parent is as famous as Andre Dubus, it must be doubly difficult. But who knows: Maybe it can make for great art? One might ask Andre Dubus III.
