David Lynch nostalgia is in full effect with the release of the awesomely weird, rebooted Twin Peaks, and it seems we are now back to revisiting the more arcane offerings in the director’s portfolio.
Here is one way to look at the shifting fortunes of women over the last two centuries: via the men many of them have sighed over.
From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, the beloved children’s book by E.L. Konigsburg about a pair of siblings who run away from home and begin living in the Museum of Modern Art, celebrates its 50th anniversary today.
Jane Austen’s public image has undergone many a revamp since her death two centuries ago this July. Often, however, she has been seen as cozy and comfortable, a genius of the domestic.
Everyone has a complicated relationship with their parents, but there’s a special weirdness between a teen girl and her super hot mom. Luckily, I’ve aged enough to appreciate my mom for who she is—a great lady with some wild stories. For Mother’s Day, I interviewed her about her life working as a model and actress in…
It’s 1862, and Elle Burns is not what she seems. Ostensibly a slave working in a Confederate senator’s Richmond home, she’s actually a plant gathering intel to aid the Union cause—when she encounters Malcolm McCall, another spy, a dashing Scotsman by way of Kentucky, who simultaneously infuriates and interests her.
Here’s a good fight between two very old fandoms, forever at odds: A cathedral in England plans to allow a touring company to perform the Shakespeare play Richard III under its holy roof. However, the play is rather harsh to the historical Richard III, whose mortal remains currently rest inspire the church, and his…
One of the most popular cookbooks of the 1960s was not enamored of the culinary arts: The I Hate to Cook Book by Peg Bracken.
In the late 1910s—in an unnerving prologue to the atomic age—there was a brief mania for radium.
Old-fashioned bristle shaving brushes—so manly, so nostalgic, so evocative of suspenders on strapping shoulders. Aside from everything else that’s wrong with such historical stereotyping, there’s also the fact that those brushes apparently gave a lot of men anthrax on their face in the 1920s.
Today is the 50th anniversary of 32-year-old Elvis Presley’s wedding to 21-year-old Priscilla Beaulieu at the Aladdin Hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada. For all that the groom would become synonymous with jaw-dropping fashion choices over the course of his career, this was Priscilla’s sartorial show—and what a show it was.
For several years now, Rome has boasted its very own version of the off-brand Cookie Monsters and desnudas clogging Times Square: sketchy dudes dressed as Roman soldiers, looking to make a buck posing with tourists for photos and decried as an annoyance and even a downright menace. They were briefly banned but now…
In 1997, 42 million people tuned in to watch the character Ellen Morgan and the actor Ellen DeGeneres come out in an episode of her sitcom. “The Puppy Episode” is full of jokes referencing the rumors that Ellen was gay and the expectations of the audience at home. The audience in the studio cheered wildly at every one.
Ever wondered how they clean dirty, dusty library books? It’s this whimsical practical mini car wash, apparently. At least in Boston.
Modern-day Manhattan has a distinct soundscape, a din of car horns and sirens and overheard cell-phone conversations and trash trucks. Once upon a time, however, the dull roar was dominated by frogs, at least at night: “They frequently make such a noise that it is difficult for a person to make himself heard,” wrote…
Coming this fall to New York City: A ripped, naked George Washington.
For years archeologists have been hunting for a royal tomb somewhere in the ancient Mexican city of Teotihuacán. This year they thought they were close, but it seems they’ve struck out. This is disappointing not only because it would have been an awesome archeological discovery, but also because the lead archeologist…
“Absconded from the household of the President of the United States on Saturday afternoon, ONEY JUDGE,” read the advertisement in Claypoole’s American Daily Advertiser on May 24, 1796. Decades later, she would reappear in abolitionist newspapers the Granite Freeman and the Liberator to tell her own story of her…
Oh my God, this watch is so rude!
Almost every letter from the Titanic probably arrived coated in a fine layer of irony; however, nothing quite matches the ones where somebody describes their fine surroundings and says that everybody misses you and was so sorry you couldn’t come.