The Village Voice revisits the Hunter Thompson's 1972 riffs on ibogaine as President Trump fast-tracks the drug to help vets with PTSD.

The Village Voice revisits the Hunter Thompson's 1972 riffs on ibogaine as President Trump fast-tracks the drug to help vets with PTSD.

The Village Voice review of "Lee Cronin's the Mummy" finds that the movie has little relation to the mummy films of yore, but revels in gore.

Sheridan Square this weekend looked like something from a William Burroughs novel as the sudden specter of “gay power” erected its brazen head and spat out a fairy tale the likes of which the area has ...

The Village Voice looks at the history of autocrats' obsessions with large monuments as self-aggrandizing historical markers.

It’s 2026, and there are way too many daily emergencies coming at us collision-course style. But underneath it all is the ground we stand on, and no matter what else is happening we need to protect it ...

Given the lack of debate and discussion among educated blacks today, Harold Cruse’s remedies for the black intelligentsia’s failings seem more quixotic now than 20 years ago — particularly because ...

John Maynard Keynes was twitted with changing his mind. He replied, “When the facts change, I change my opinion. What do you do, sir?” My favorite example of a change of mind was Norman Mailer at The ...

Arabian swelter, and with the air-conditioning broken, CBGB resembled some abattoir of a kitchen in which a bucket of ice is placed in front of a fan to cool the room off. To no avail of course, and ...

The cake was a two-foot version of his face. The confectionary eyes were clear of the bloodshot coarseness that normally colors them, but the small, balding head still had the shape of a bullet. His ...

It’s a weird choice for a summer retrospective—who was King Vidor, anyway? You can’t argue that he wasn’t one of the great name-brand impresarios of the Golden Age—producing as well as directing many ...