By Maria Bregman, writer, literary and art critic Mads Mikkelsen is sixty. I had to read that twice when the press release landed on my…
By Maria Bregman, writer, literary and art critic So, it’s finally done. Or at least, the handshake has happened. On Saturday, while most of us…
By Maria Bregman, writer, literary and art critic I was sitting in a coffee shop in Shoreditch the other day, listening to two screenwriters panic.…
By Sara Bright Peta Wilson is 55. You read a name like that, and for a certain generation, it’s a jolt. A sudden, sharp memory…
By Maria Bregman, writer, literary and art critic Fifty-four point seven million dollars. It’s a number that doesn’t really make sense, does it? It’s too…
By Sara Bright Another record has been broken. A Gustav Klimt painting, the “Portrait of Elisabeth Lederer,” has sold for 236.4 million dollars. You have…
By Tessa Nolan You know, there’s a specific kind of smugness that comes with being a critic. It’s not pretty, I admit that. But when…
By Maria Bregman, writer, literary and art critic I stuck Alfonso Cuarón’s Children of Men on the TV the other night. I haven’t seen it in years.…
By Sara Bright A Frida Kahlo painting is going up for auction. El sueño (La cama). A beautiful, surreal, intensely personal self-portrait. And the art world…
By Sara Bright The pictures are out. Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande on the red carpet for the premiere of Wicked: For Good. The big finale.…