A fine bit of post-modern neo-noir with enough twists and turns to remain satisfying throughout.

The academic bona fides may lend K-pop an air of respectability, but it’s not a breezy read.

Yet another in an increasingly long line of works reevaluating American history that never once excuses the actions of those individuals who helped shape the overriding ethos of the United States.

If our world is going to look anything like the one in The Ministry for the Future it will be due to people who realize we are in a war, and start acting like it.

A simply insufferable narrator ruins a fast-paced thriller.

A dedicated journey of literary tourism in Russia, reflecting on the biographies and literary creations of authors including Pushkin and Dostoevsky as well as their continuing influence on Russian culture.

Manages to be a well-structured mystery with just enough weighty social commentary to make it both an engrossing and timely read.

Our collective consciousness rides on the color wheel, and for too long our vision has been filmed over with dominating hues of revolting orange and the yellow pallor of dirty straw. This is not a pretty thing, even if you’re not an aesthete. Listen, Kirby Art & Style Collection is not gonna be some magical squirt of Windex that clears …

Dhammaloka’s teetotaling, working-class Irish anti-authoritarian defiance of expectations resonates as surveillance ensnares us, and we seek to elude monitors and invent identities for our practical and ideological survival.

A thin and embarrassing work of “scholarship” that will no doubt find a home on the shelves of both dedicated readers of the New Yorker and State Department ghouls seeking to crank the dial from “Yellow Peril” to “Cold War 2: Electric Boogaloo.”