1/3
Solitude is almost shocking in its unflinching depiction of the fragmentation of consciousness produced by loss…we see an embodiment of mourning: a man teetering on the edge of the void, aching to join the dead.
1/3
Solitude is almost shocking in its unflinching depiction of the fragmentation of consciousness produced by loss…we see an embodiment of mourning: a man teetering on the edge of the void, aching to join the dead.
1/2
Katabasis felt to me like just a parody of academic life by someone deeply ambivalent about graduate school...the prose flowed and academia can indeed be a fascinating hellscape, but it’s not a book I’ll revisit.
1/2
Katabasis felt to me like just a parody of academic life by someone deeply ambivalent about graduate school...the prose flowed and academia can indeed be a fascinating hellscape, but it’s not a book I’ll revisit.
—Brooke Allen reviews When Fall Is Coming, dir. François Ozon
—Brooke Allen reviews When Fall Is Coming, dir. François Ozon
1/4
The play’s afterlife proved richer still as it became the foundation for Jerry Herman’s 1964 musical Hello, Dolly!, a cultural juggernaut that eclipsed Wilder’s original.
1/4
The play’s afterlife proved richer still as it became the foundation for Jerry Herman’s 1964 musical Hello, Dolly!, a cultural juggernaut that eclipsed Wilder’s original.
1/6
In Book XXIII, Odysseus convinces Penelope that he is indeed her long-lost husband by describing their marriage bed in close detail. She breaks down in tears....
1/6
In Book XXIII, Odysseus convinces Penelope that he is indeed her long-lost husband by describing their marriage bed in close detail. She breaks down in tears....
1/2
If only I could have lived a different life,
I would have dwelled within another skin,
where I would be not me now, but me then
(the impossible not time and place), happy
in my condition contrary to fact. Were that
possible, I would not be held captive
1/2
If only I could have lived a different life,
I would have dwelled within another skin,
where I would be not me now, but me then
(the impossible not time and place), happy
in my condition contrary to fact. Were that
possible, I would not be held captive
There’s one week left to submit to our short story contest! Submit a story of up to 10,000 words online at hudsonreview.com/submissions by 11:59 p.m. EST on November 30, 2025. 1st prize: $1,000 + publication; 2nd & 3rd: $500 + publication. As always there is NO FEE to submit.
There’s one week left to submit to our short story contest! Submit a story of up to 10,000 words online at hudsonreview.com/submissions by 11:59 p.m. EST on November 30, 2025. 1st prize: $1,000 + publication; 2nd & 3rd: $500 + publication. As always there is NO FEE to submit.
—Susan Balée reviews An Oral History of Atlantis by Ed Park from Random House. hudsonreview.com/2025/10/the-...
—Susan Balée reviews An Oral History of Atlantis by Ed Park from Random House. hudsonreview.com/2025/10/the-...
1/3
Is Peck entering a Minimalist phase? At the moment, his ballets have a claustrophobically self-referential feel, as if he were intent on returning again and again to the same questions:
1/3
Is Peck entering a Minimalist phase? At the moment, his ballets have a claustrophobically self-referential feel, as if he were intent on returning again and again to the same questions:
1/3
Damrosch is the kind of scholar who knows a character when he sees one....Stevenson proves a perfect subject for him—eccentric, vital, adventurous, and, with good reason, beloved.
1/3
Damrosch is the kind of scholar who knows a character when he sees one....Stevenson proves a perfect subject for him—eccentric, vital, adventurous, and, with good reason, beloved.
Of his just-published letters, many penned
In Glanmore’s “vale,” his “bastion,” “silence bunker,”
“A scribe’s stone cell” tucked close to Glendalough,
Where slates still drip like ink on alder leaves.
—From “The Other Side” by David Livewell, on Seamus Heaney
Of his just-published letters, many penned
In Glanmore’s “vale,” his “bastion,” “silence bunker,”
“A scribe’s stone cell” tucked close to Glendalough,
Where slates still drip like ink on alder leaves.
—From “The Other Side” by David Livewell, on Seamus Heaney
—Karen Wilkin reviews Edward Burtynsky at the International Center of Photography
—Karen Wilkin reviews Edward Burtynsky at the International Center of Photography
1/2
His political stake is with younger generations and those yet to be born: “If only we could ask children now for future forgiveness. But it’s not fair to do so. Or even think so.”
1/2
His political stake is with younger generations and those yet to be born: “If only we could ask children now for future forgiveness. But it’s not fair to do so. Or even think so.”
—From “The Only Real Thing,” a short story by Elizabeth Hamilton hudsonreview.com/2025/10/the-...
—From “The Only Real Thing,” a short story by Elizabeth Hamilton hudsonreview.com/2025/10/the-...
1/6
Bobo’s world will probably look as strange to a modern-day American audience as it does to her. How to make sense of this weird society and its contradictions?
1/6
Bobo’s world will probably look as strange to a modern-day American audience as it does to her. How to make sense of this weird society and its contradictions?
—Susan Balée reviews The Sweet Dove Died by Barbara Pym @nyrb-imprints.bsky.social
—Susan Balée reviews The Sweet Dove Died by Barbara Pym @nyrb-imprints.bsky.social
1/4
To see Shakespeare in the Park is not simply to watch a play; it is to participate in an urban rite of endurance and reward and to belong, however briefly, to a commons that cuts across class and borough lines.
1/4
To see Shakespeare in the Park is not simply to watch a play; it is to participate in an urban rite of endurance and reward and to belong, however briefly, to a commons that cuts across class and borough lines.
swoops low,
its eye a whirlpool
of greed,
should I bet all of me
on the limping squirrel?
—From “Poem Ending with Four Lines by Seneca” by Maria Terrone hudsonreview.com/2025/10/poem...
swoops low,
its eye a whirlpool
of greed,
should I bet all of me
on the limping squirrel?
—From “Poem Ending with Four Lines by Seneca” by Maria Terrone hudsonreview.com/2025/10/poem...
1/3
Dickens the Enchanter has no pretensions to scholarship….And I can’t find fault with [Conrad’s] argument, because this book doesn’t have one beyond the claim that Dickens is terrific.
1/3
Dickens the Enchanter has no pretensions to scholarship….And I can’t find fault with [Conrad’s] argument, because this book doesn’t have one beyond the claim that Dickens is terrific.
—Marina Harss reviews Alexei Ratmansky’s Paquita, New York City Ballet
—Marina Harss reviews Alexei Ratmansky’s Paquita, New York City Ballet
—Brooke Allen reviews Shoshana, dir. by Michael Winterbottom
—Brooke Allen reviews Shoshana, dir. by Michael Winterbottom
1/3
Come on, who could be sorrier than we are? In our
profile, “Unarmed Youth Planned to Be Doctor,”
a bizarre auto-correct kicked in, so the word dead
1/3
Come on, who could be sorrier than we are? In our
profile, “Unarmed Youth Planned to Be Doctor,”
a bizarre auto-correct kicked in, so the word dead
—Susan Balée on Kakigori Summer by Emily Itami @marinerbooks.bsky.social
—Susan Balée on Kakigori Summer by Emily Itami @marinerbooks.bsky.social
—William H. Pritchard reviews the Selected Letters of John Updike, ed. James Schiff @aaknopf.bsky.social hudsonreview.com/2025/10/john...
—William H. Pritchard reviews the Selected Letters of John Updike, ed. James Schiff @aaknopf.bsky.social hudsonreview.com/2025/10/john...
1/3
Shahn was a brilliant illustrator, able to distill the essential elements of narratives into simplified, sensitively composed images. Witness Liberation (1945), a meditation on Europe in the aftermath of the Second World War,
1/3
Shahn was a brilliant illustrator, able to distill the essential elements of narratives into simplified, sensitively composed images. Witness Liberation (1945), a meditation on Europe in the aftermath of the Second World War,