Noah Berlatsky

Under the guise of philanthropy, 8 Minutes essentially blackmails some of the most marginalized and powerless people in society.

For once, central character Andrew's flaws are tied up in the fact that he is—wait for it—fundamentally decent.

Can a popular author also be celebrated for literary quality? Not if that author is a woman like Austen.

Rather than seeing Beyoncé's sexual performance as linked to destruction, we can consider whether eroticism might be an alternative to violence.

Bus ads comparing Muslims to Hitler have been replaced with images of a superhero. And not just any superhero.

Action movies don't usually bother much with romance. The trailer for The Transporter: Refueled certainly doesn't. The hero is cool — sexy women, plural, throw themselves at him, or at least stand near him and things blow up; there are fights and revenge and high production values. Romance is, at best, a secondary concern.

Fifth Harmony is nobody's idea of a roots band.

Some love stories don't end happily. So why do so many romance novels insist they do?

Illicit passions aren't less enjoyable because they're illicit. Quite the contrary.

The rom-com's worshipping of power and wealth comes with a gender twist.