In 1934, Wells arrived in Moscow to meet a group of Soviet writers. While there Stalin granted him an interview.
Lukas Moodysson, director of Lilya 4-Eva and Container talks about his new (and most accomplished) film We Are the Best! in which three Stockholm teenagers form a punk bank.
An enoteca in Spitalfields, east London, will be selling a different Tuscan red by the glass each day, with dishes to match.
There can’t be a human being alive who would willingly sit through most of the new station’s original output.
Highlights from day one of the Northern Meeting solo bagpipe competition.
With the cancellation of World of Darkness, the chances of a second good vampire game seem small.
A life mesmerisingly truncated, James Dean left behind only three films, and the gaping absence of the career that might have been.
When he started “drawing with scissors”, Matisse found a whole new way to overthrow the habitual.
Speed is of the essence in the online world but faced with the Aladdin’s cave of cultural riches, one’s response is invariably one of sluggishness, of planning for a putative future that will never come.
Tom Humberstone's weekly comic.
The Renaissance painter abhorred an empty canvas. Did his crowded scenes lack spiritual depth – or is it time to take a closer look?
Stuart Maconie recalls the “real” Frank Sidebottom.
Most of the writer’s novels are set in modern South Africa; this life of E M Forster is an unlikely change of direction.
An unassuming figure little known in life but hailed after his death as “perhaps the most original political philosopher of this century”.
My friend Emma worships Wes Anderson; I can’t stand him – so we were looking forward to a good row after The Grand Budapest Hotel.