Jane Shilling reviews a new autobiography of the veteran British fashion designer and punk icon.
Marsden examines the notion that there are places on the earth which chime mysteriously with the human spirit, which drew our ancestors to them just as we are drawn there.
Robinson’s trilogy set in small-town Christian America is more than great fiction – it is a political and ethical project.
Two decades ago, a new kind of man emerged intent on having it all. GQ editor Dylan Jones asks what happened to him.
It’s the second episode in a week of the new series of The Apprentice, meaning the producers have really given it 200 per cent.
The Apprentice is back for its 10th year. “You’re tired!” sums up the format, but dedicated viewers of the show won’t mind a bit.
Suzanne Moore’s weekly column, Telling Tales.
On the idea of the “Great White Male”, politics, fashion and much more.
Violent scenes on TV form part of a wider picture of how the media portrays women: as degraded, objectified and patronised victims.
Bhardwaj relocates the action to Kashmir in the mid-1990s. If the graft doesn’t quite take, it’s because the film is so persuasive in portraying the oppression of the Kashmiri people that the woes of Hamlet seem small beer.
Lindsay Lohan, in her music career, has little hope of earning the review “better than Madonna” but, in theatre, she empirically is.
The French author has never been internationally popular, but he is nevertheless widely studied. Leo Robson looks at the reaction to his Nobel win, and what this tells us about the way his work is perceived.
From Arthur C Clarke’s “Extra Terrestrial Relays” (now called satellites) to H G Wells’ “ironclads” (tanks), science fiction writers have form when it comes to pre-empting the future of technology.
Our guest editor Grayson Perry invites the novelist Martin Amis to his studio to discuss art, violence and the end of men.
Baldness has been spun as synonymous with exaggerated potency, but the bald know that, far from having the vigour of a skinhead, most of them look like nothing so much as a fragile librarian.
It is a funny kind of nostalgia. I feel not 19 again, but anticipatory again.
Will Self: On Location.
Nothing else that comes from this pathetically stunted island has had anything like the universal acceptance, reach or influence of the suit.
Do people really do this stuff? Apparently, they do.
Nicholas Lezard’s Down and Out column.
What makes Head of State worth reading is that it is Marr unbuttoned. The cloak of fiction allows him to express his view of his world in the way he used to when chatting to his fellow hacks, waiting to go live from Downing Street.
Karl Miller was less a literary editor and more a conductor. He wielded his baton with the authority of a maestro.
Lasting 100 minutes and requiring an orchestra, dozens of singers, cello and vocal soloists, the piece assaults the senses, deliberately seeking to encompass the listener within the scope of its sound.
Thompson is best known for playing complicated intellectual women, often in period dramas. But at the outset, sketch comedy was where she saw herself.
For Julian Assange, Google is all but an arm of the US state department. For the company’s chairman, Eric Schmidt, and Jonathan Rosenberg, an adviser to its CEO, Larry Page, Google is the model of the 21st-century company.
The conceit of this book’s title story has prompted calls for Mantel’s head – but how well would Wolf Hall have gone down at the court of Henry VIII?
The British artist struggled as his friend David Hockney became a star. But at 82 he’s not bitter – and his art is as luminous as ever.
Author and one-time cabby Michael Goldfarb recalled how he’d been behind the wheel to pay for acting lessons, studying under Marlon Brando’s dauntless mentor Stella Adler.