Jeffrey Goldberg tells Jennie Rothenberg Gritz why Quentin Tarantino's new Nazi-themed movie, Inglourious Basterds, is so novel--and dangerous
"It is true that most--some might even say all--films about the Holocaust focus on the persecution of Jews. The Holocaust was very bad for Jews; this is an immovable fact of history. But Tarantino isn’t wrong to suggest that the cinematic depiction of anti-Semitic persecution can become wearying over time, particularly for Semites."
Photographer Landon Nordeman shares vivid photographs from his journey through Cuba
"The sugar train to Matanzas started with a trundle and a high moan from the horn, pulling away from the suburbs of Havana with stateliness rather than speed, pursued by stragglers who hopped aboard like hobos catching a freight. The cars had wooden seats and windows open to the tropical breeze. They rattled through the industrial outskirts of the capital, past refinery tanks and banana trees--and then, for no good reason, the train coasted to a stop. In this staccato fashion we rolled along the north coast of Cuba."
James Parker compares serene footage of the 1969 Woodstock festival with the violent frenzy unleashed during the 1999 anniversary concert
"And did those feet in ancient time walk upon upstate New York’s mountains green? And did the fascist pigs seed the rain clouds over the festival site, causing them to unbosom upon the heads of the beautiful people? And was Jerusalem builded there, if only for 72 hours? Pretty much, apparently. No one was killed, at least not on purpose; and who knows--some scraping enlightenments may even have been attained. Peace on Earth. A different America, squatting BlackBerry-less in the mud--and smiling! Like you, perhaps, I was in diapers at the time, which means that I view the events recorded in the movie Woodstock: 3 Days of Peace and Music as through an electric fence of skepticism, generational disenchantment, blah blah. Nonetheless: what a scene. What a mind-blower."
Highlights from Jed Rowen’s strange career
"My roommate is a zombie. The news arrived by e-mail with a link to a movie trailer--I don’t recall if it was Zombie Farm, Zombie Nation, or Zombie Ninja Gangbangers. Only that my college buddy Jed had, by the evidence of the trailer and a quick Google search, built a prolific career, and a cult following, as a B-movie horror actor who excelled at playing zombies."
Billy Collins reads aloud his poem from the September 2009 Atlantic.