These shows shine an intimate, even glaring light on humanity in its less flattering manifestations.

The show’s true subject is nothing less than spiritual sickness, fueled by the existential dread of folks with no material wants who nevertheless don’t know what to do with their lives or how to spend them happily with each other.

Transcendent, communal moments like these, so long denied us by this still raging pandemic, have been worth the wait, and they are more than worth the trouble.

The series executes a breathtaking high-wire act, threading speculative fiction a history most of us still do not know well enough.

The highest tribute I can offer this biography is that it is not unlike a Nichols film itself: incisive, dense with detail yet somehow brisk.

For true Chicagoans, theirs is the greatest American city, and also the one most in need of change.

“There’s a war coming, dude,” says one character to another in “Heroes of the Fourth Turning.” Was she right?

Like a master painter’s sketchbooks, “Archives” is uniquely revealing of the roots of Joni Mitchell’s distinctive voice both as a singer and a writer.

Chadwick Boseman also appears in his final performance before his untimely death.

Chess isn’t just a game, it’s also a handy metaphor—for braininess, for power, for geopolitical strategy.