Two new films, Whiplash and Adult Beginners, make the same point: that real happiness means abandoning the obsessiveness required for greatness. Only one of them thinks this is a bad thing.

On seasonal affective disorder, (still) sweating too much, and hating other people while also needing to pay your rent. Plus: a few words from special guest advicetician Douglas Coupland.

All cities have spirits, and all spirits have an animal familiar. A brief history of the bear of Berlin, the crow of Tokyo, and the blind white alligator king of New York City.

Before Catch-22 became a huge success, Joseph Heller wrote the play that he believed would make his fortune. Fifty years later, the lewd production has almost entirely been written out of his career.

Matthew L. Miller's "Can't You See It, I Am One" gallery show is a challenge to—and rejection of—one of the central tenets of self-portraiture: that the artist himself is the subject.