Introduction

What is The New Yorker? I know it’s a great magazine and that it’s a tremendous source of pleasure in my life. But what exactly is it? This blog’s premise is that The New Yorker is a work of art, as worthy of comment and analysis as, say, Keats’s “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” Each week I review one or more aspects of the magazine’s latest issue. I suppose it’s possible to describe and analyze an entire issue, but I prefer to keep my reviews brief, and so I usually focus on just one or two pieces, to explore in each the signature style of its author. A piece by Nick Paumgarten is not like a piece by Jill Lepore, and neither is like a piece by Ian Frazier. One could not mistake Collins for Seabrook, or Bilger for Galchen, or Mogelson for Kolbert. Each has found a style, and it is that style that I respond to as I read, and want to understand and describe.

Tuesday, November 29, 2022

November 21, 2022 Issue

Sorry, I know I should be more responsive. But I’ve flipped through this week’s issue, and nothing grabs me. K. Leander Williams, in her “Goings on About Town” note on the indie band Alvvays, mentions Molly Rankin. I recall a wonderful portrait of Rankin, by Daniel Krall, that appeared in the March 9, 2015 New Yorker. I liked it so much, I included it in my “Best of 2015: Illustrations.” I’d like to see more of Krall’s work in the magazine. 

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